Stone Circle day na na day na na, day naaah

this is aw but really hoping for @Murdock :D

Ezekiel hadn't seen too much of the male Murdock since he had first accepted him to the pack. For some reason the other had rubbed him the wrong way, but maybe he was just being judgmental. That wouldn't be too hard to believe, he'd basically judged everyone he knew before they'd become his friends. Take Grayday for example. The other male had once infuriated Zeke to the pointed where he'd pinned him down and threatened him. Now the two were buddies. He hoped that Murdock would be the same way.

Today he went out to find the older wolf. He howled for him to come, and waited at the top of a rolling Stone Circle hill. He held a high and dominant posture, but mostly as habit, seeing as there wasn't anybody around.

Murdock had spent the last couple weeks happily on the borders. Though he'd ventured further into the territory from time to time, it was only to check on the rest of the caches, and he never stayed for long. Thus, it was with no small amount of trepidation that Murdock answered the call of the other male, and began the short trek into the inner territories. Not wanting to keep the other waiting, the older male upped his leisurely pace to a jog.

Since he'd spent little time in the innermost parts of Easthollow, Murdock saw the standing stones for the first time as he padded toward where Ezekiel waited. His steps grew hesitant, and his posture more humble as he passed into the circle. He'd seen a great multitude of strange things in his lifetime, but he'd never before seen something like this. It was almost like something Man would do - and Murdock didn't want to do anything that might upset Man.

"Nice rocks," Murdock said politely, turning his full attention back to Ezekiel. He could see why a pack would want to settle here, despite the awful heat.