Stone Circle The hearth has gone cold

Inkeri had tried to keep the pack going for Sven, but she had been unable. So with a sad little tear in her eye. And a soft howl. She had told him goodbye. Packed herself up some of the fish she caught and she headed off towards the sunrise. Maybe she could find Merry or one of her daughters? That would be good right? finding those she loved.

A soft little hiccough and then she was off. Sea green eyes towards the horizon. And a song in her heart. For now.