Bearclaw Valley Parents sometimes show love through velocity

Aventus returned his father's jostle with a low rumble of his own, feeling for once that Merrick was beginning to respect him the way he respected the Bruin-witch. He thwacked his tail against Merrick's hip in passing, then shot a glance to the shining glacier in the distance.

I've been north, he reported, lips curling mischievously upward. There is a pack at the shining mountain. Many young, I think. You can smell puppies from miles away. But, contrary to what that should mean for any pack, Aventus shared, they are poorly defended. A loner came out from inside their territory and was only just caught then. I think he was there for a while before they realized.

That is to say, easy pickings, I believe.