Stone Circle the sun is softer, now

Looking around at their new home, Day concluded that Eden probably knew what she was talking about. It didn't make much sense to him, but he supposed that the way the stones sat didn't, either. Best not to worry about it, is how he took her words, and to just enjoy it instead.

Day could do that. Had been doing that for several hours already, though he'd spent some time marking the borders as well. "That sounds about right," he said with a bob of his head, looking around at the circle once more. "Where do you think you'll make your den?" he asked, realizing that there was not much cover in the middle of the stones. There was a wood of white trees in the territory. Maybe there would be a good place, there.