Bearclaw Valley Who you gonna call?

merrick approved.
selena changed before his gaze; she sharpened. softened. her black eyes a conduit, her frame sinking to the earth as if beneath an unseen weight.
the bearwolf looked toward arielle. he wanted to see in her eyes that she too understood the girl's power;
the spirit, growling between his own breastbones;
"if the bear walks near, shed your own blood, selena. show that your devotion is complete." droplets poured to the ground of her own gifting.