Stone Circle Wolfing Around

The male leaned forward and sniffed the flowers, appreciating them and bringing Witchhazel to coo happily at him. The young girl lifted one fuzzy paw and poked it at his nose at the playful tone - he pulled away afterwards and finally said one thing she did understand.

               "Ma?"

It was the closest thing she'd ever really said to a word - but she understood. Snatching up all but one of the lavender flowers, turning and bounding over to the den - she dropped the flowers again outside, poking her heads in and calling again in demand of her mother:

                                                "Ma!"

However, @Althaia wasn't here - she didn't know where the woman was. Perhaps she was hunting? Would she come back? Spinning again to see Philos, all the little flower could offer was a shrug.