Stone Circle Be prepared

@Murdock

Steph sat outside the entrance of the den, looking around. To any outside creature, it might look like she was literaly looking for trouble. Well, she was looking for someone: the male that she had met last week. For some reason, he was at the forefront of her mind today, so much so that she thought maybe she could will him into the clearing. 

After an hour, when he didn't appear, Steph decided she would go looking for him. With a grin and a wag of her tail, she set off in no particular direction, assuming she would simply run into him again. After all, that's how they met. His baby voice had excited her, and she had no notion that he might not like her coming to look for him. 

She bounded through the brush, making no effort to be quiet. She tried to pick up his scent, though she was young and had zero training in tracking at all. But, maybe it was instinct, maybe it was a genetic trait passed down from her Mother, an expert in tracking and hunting. Whatever it was, Steph found Murdock's scent and followed it straight to him. A happy bark announced her presence when he came into view.