Stone Circle Here I be

Inkeri moved about the borders. She existed in the moment. Her heart missed her family. But she was here the long haul. The boy kings would need it.

She scraped paws along edges. Drew tufts of fur on dirt. Left water. All in an attempt to preserve borders. As they grew smaller within.

the plump black body of qapnuk roasted atop one of the many tall tall stones. the rotund nature of his full croup giving a lavish impression; he, a king overlooking his domain, and farther afield were the wastrels roaming beneath a haughty glare.

one such terrestrial beast came to the crux where stone met earth, cocked a leg, and pissed all over his throne!

his mighty bald head lifted immediately and he cracked his bill, shouting! of course it was a series of squawks and coughs, but to any bird listening they would hear a string of expletives.

the audacity.