Stone Circle Lovely weather for a sleigh ride

Mara was a little unnerved how the wolf seemed rushed, even after her suggestion to relax more often, but she said nothing about it. "Bye, then," all that mattered is she could tell his smile wasn't a faux, so she sent one in return, and saved him the energy of leaving first, and was already off. The abrupt closure of their conversation wasn't a bother, something seemed to be tugging his attention another direction for which she didn't mind - besides, she needed to find a den before the weather proves it's often fickle ways and become too cold to roam around in again.