Stone Circle Why do they leave?

The howl wasn't an unfamiliar one; Grayday had heard it often enough on Silvertip Mountain to know that it was a member of his pack. If he'd thought more about it back then, he might've been able to match voice to wolf by the memory of her voice. Now he knew because there were few others it could really be. Not Althaia - he wouldn't recognize her howl. Not Niita, who was gone. Not Anita, who he'd travelled with. Certainly not Addie. He'd know her voice anywhere.

Day's den was away from the stone circle - hidden in the trees and near to Althaia's - but the howl came clearly enough. No longer sleepy, he rose from his little dug-out and padded silently toward the standing stones, nose twitching as it confimed that the sad wolf was, indeed, Valette.

"What's wrong, Val?" he asked hoarsely, speaking low to keep their conversation a secret, should she wish it to be. He wouldn't be turned away, though - and to show it, the older wolf laid a few feet away from her, situated so that they could see each others faces as they spoke.

Day thought he could guess what was eating at her.