Stone Circle two-thousand miles and one left turn

Much as she'd been thinking about Dagfinn, she never thought she'd hear his voice calling from the border -- it was faint, but she heard it nonetheless, and since Grayday wasn't in view she mumbled to @Dawn and @Sunny to either stay close to her or stay in the den. It was too cold for them to be wandering alone, but at least if they were with her she could hold them close and keep them warm. Her strides were slow and short in case either decided to follow to meet the man with whom they partially shared a last name with, but a grin was spread across her maw before she'd even come into sight of him. 

                   "Dagfinn!"

When he did, the ebony Ciel called out to him in joy, whining and bolting the last couple of yards to fling herself at him -- most definatley not pregnant, despite her normally chubby fame -- her tail wagged madly and she aimed to cover whatever part of the smoky man she could reach with frantic licks accompanied by sniffles to take in his scent.