Stone Circle The wild hunt

They played, and then suddenly Valette was gone! The pup whirled, confused, but a soft bark had her spinning in the direction of the sound. She peered I the direction it had come from, noticing after a second the dark fur that stuck out from behind a tree. With an excited squeal she dashed straight for Valete, skidding to her side with an excited grin. She liked this game.