Stone Circle Heartland

A little joy is reawakened. Skáld comes to life. Her breaths hitch, and she melts when he looks up at her, brightening.

Who knew a little smile could hold her in such a sway?

But it does, and suddenly Tauris feels most ardently that this is a thing to be protected, that she would scale mountains, go to battle and fight tooth and nail if it meant seeing that smile again. Her nose twitches and she’s smiling too, a blithe tail ticking.

“Skáld lead, show Tauris!” She barks then angles to clasp the pale stone gingerly in her maw and beckon him forward with a sweep of nose.