Stone Circle Rise With The Sun

Her eyes snapped open, something was missing. Two of her children were tucked close, but Hazel was gone. She panicked a moment in a state between sleep and wakefulness, until she spied her daughter at the mouth of the den, a stranger's scent near. Her hackles rose a moment before she carefully lowered them, distangling herself from the clump of children and moving behind Hazel, peering at the other.

She caught the last of his words, and looking upon him with a careful gaze, said "Her name is Hazel. Witchhazel. She can not speak, yet, but it is a pleasure to meet you, Chaska." though her eyes were still wary, wary of this stranger so near to her densite, and her stance radiated caution as opposed to her tone.