Stone Circle hi-diddly-ho, neighborino!

Valette nodded at the other. "I can understand that. So some will stay in the plains and some will vacant the maplewoods?," she asked to clarify. "You know, I lived in the maplewoods as a youngster. My mother Scarlett, she is buried there. If you take that territory, then I know I would still be able to visit it," she spoke then. She hadn't been to her mother's grave in a long time. Perhaps it was time to visit it once more.

Valette looked over her shoulders to the stones in the distance. "They were there when I found this territory," she admitted. "They are wonderful, aren't they?" Valette sat down, more sideways so she could look at them while talking. "Now it is where we meet. For us, as a pack, it has significant meaning as all our dead loved ones are buried there. It is also the place we meet with the idea the dead ones can be with us while we gather and make pack decisions," she explained and offered a soft smile. "The stones stand for the ones we loved, a secret inner circle of the wolves that lived before, to honor them," she added.