Stone Circle i've got a feeling

He was looking for Stephie, honestly. Well - he was looking for any pup wandering where they shouldn't be, but for Stephie in particular, since she seemed to have a habit of running off. He'd taken patrolling in circles around the densite since meeting the tiny girl and her mother. The tired cast to Valette's face had sealed that deal for him.

A look of chagrin came onto the male's face as he caught sight of another wolf. His scent, of course, would be left all around as evidence, but it was quite another thing to be caught in the act of caring about the tiny devils.

Maybe she wouldn't notice if he played it cool.

"Afternoon, ma'am," he said in an even voice, pausing when he'd come within six yards of the pale woman.