Stone Circle acquaintances

If Mirabelle thought Amber would be any sort of fast, she was dead wrong. Even if she hadn't been in the middle of eating, the rotund woman wouldn't have come to the unknown summons at any more than a leisurely waddle. That was exactly what she did, too, after finishing stripping the bones of the rabbit bare. 

Eventually, she made her way towards the woman who called, warily fanning her ears every which way -- Althaia's death hadn't scared her so much as Day, but she had to be on edge. If there was any chance her kids were in danger, she wouldn't hesitate to run or, if need be, to kill. @Grayday was usually somewhere close, too -- Amber was sure that a howl from her would bring him running to help. 

Coming into view of a mostly dusty brown woman pacing irritably, Amber chuffed a stiff but curious greeting. She didn't speak yet, out of fear of being rude to someone who didn't deserve it, but that was just the way she felt right now.... Damn those hormones.