Stone Circle Celebration!

She gathered her children at the sound of the howl, at time sending an irritated hiss in the direction of Keoni and soft praise in the direction of her other children; especially Nikai, oddly well behaved, in her eyes the calmest and most obedient of the bunch. Keoni filled the other extreme, and Hazel sat somewhere in the happy middle. She was slow to the meeting, ushering her pups along, but she was a silent yet amiable presence when she did arrive. She listened to the small speech, though the words of the mountain echoed hollowly within her. She had no such knowledge of the old territory of her pack, and she found herself too busy to ask, tending her children and the herb cache.