Stone Circle your children need leashes

Her mouth contorted in the grimace of a smile, in part amused, and in part pained, by the weight of truth in her sister's words. Nanook hoped the kids' growth, both physically and mentally, would quiet her fears but still... troublemakers as they were, she wasn't so sure she would ever be able to let them go, not fully.

She listened quietly to her sister's concern, copper eyes switching from pup to pup as they wrestled in the calm of the day. With the gentle breeze and the lazy rays of the late fall sun, she found it strange to think that somewhere out there, an enemy lurked, in wait, perhaps, for a time unsuspected. Nanook reached out toward her sister and gently touched her nose to her leg. Fleeting, but more telling than words.

"I'd say you've got more than my eyes watching out for them," she mused. The densite swam with the scent of many wolves - sweet Nikai, quiet Keoni, that guy Murdock - she lapsed quiet. "I saw Ezekiel came by."