Stone Circle Sherbet Bubbles

So - a bunch of children, but no mate. This left the most obvious question of whether she had any interest in having that role filled and, if not, whether she would skip the breeding season altogether. After all she had mentioned the family being a family-based and in Birk's opinion that meant strengthening the chief wolf's bloodline. Though he was very inclined to dig deeper in her personal life, he kept these thoughts sealed behind a polite smile and a warm and interested gaze.

Another thing he did not ask, was, what the Easthollow wolves were going to do, when there would not be any free grave spaces left by the stone pillars? He also found it a little curious this affinity to burrying the dead, because, where he came from, this would have been considered a waste of resources. If not by his own kind, then by the other creatures that lived on the fields. Dead bodies did not lie around for long there. 

"Bisons are those big, fluffy and horned beasts, right?" he had spotted the unusual grass grazers, but not known, what they were called.