Stone Circle fragnaam

Steph had successfully avoided Murdock since his return at the borders. She knew where the den was, their scent was all around it. So, Steph knew where not to go. 

She was feeling exceptionally green lately, and it didn't seem to give any indication of fading. She had been used to Murdock's attention, and had needed that upon his return. Instead, his focus was on Poppy.

She had woke up particularly grumpy this morning and left the den early. She didn't expect to run into anyone, which is why she didn't see him until he was a few yards away. 

She froze as her eyes took him in, glared at him. He smelled heavily of her, and Steph"s ears flattened with the realization. 

The once joyful pup no longer stood before Murdock. No, this was a woman scorned.