Bearclaw Valley "You have forgotten the face of your father.”

morgana. leila. blackbird. astara. what did the names matter, when the soul behind them was the same? astara’s gaze trailed the man in consideration, but as always she was silent. 

she lead with an easy sway of her tail down the red path. here the scents thickened and the rendezvous was apparent — astara gave a single short howl to those of ursus, who now had new blood among them.