Stone Circle So many things happening at once

Day had been on border patrol, as he often was when he had nothing better to do. In the past, he would've done what was prudent and taken breaks in-between, but Day felt the need to pull a little more than his weight, in light of Steady's kindness. It was a delicate balance, trying to do more than he used to without anyone noticing - but he was fairly certain he'd succeeded in keeping his increased activity from the alpha's notice.

So when Steady howled for him, Day cursed under his breath and thought that - maybe - he should've been a little more obvious in his efforts. It was all well and good to soothe his own conscience, but Steady's faith in him still needed to be repaired.

Lifting his leg to mark where he'd left off, Day hurried toward the sound of the call, reflecting on all the strange scents he'd picked up. Eden's blood and exit from the territory, Steady's fury, the milk-scent of an unfamiliar female and three young pups. Things were changing, and Day was made a little nervous by how out of the loop he was. What did Steady want him for? Or was he calling to say that he no longer wanted Day for anything?

"Hey Steady," Grayday said nonchalantly as he approached the darker wolf, head down and tail lashing in a friendly, submissive manner. Worried was probably written all over his face, but Day couldn't help it. The man was already under so much stress, and he felt as though he was constantly causing trouble with his own affairs, with Adeline, with not being around enough.