Stone Circle You Need More Than Manners

It was late Autumn, some animals were already starting to go into hibernation, lakes were already starting to freeze over, the wind was cold and harsh, the ground covered in frost. Ari knew well what would happen to him if he stayed out in the cold by himself over the winter that was soon to come. Hunt was getting harder to come by already. He was afraid, of course, the wolf packs of the Teekon Wilds seemed just as terrifying as being taken by humans again. However, freezing and starving seemed worse.
   Decisions must be made, it was; attempt to join a pack, or, die slowly over the winter. The choice was obvious.
   The small Grey Wolf trotted carefully into what he had come to know as Easthollow territory, inside he was panicing. What would happen to him if these wolves thought he was an intruder, trying to steal prey? He wouldn't stand a chance against any pack wolf, he could bearly hold his own against another lone wolf. Every part of Ari was screaming at him to turn back, to flee and hide.
   He pushed on and continued walking through the Pano Clone Forrest, he was starting to become rather turned around. All these trees looked the same. After a moment Ari picked up the sent of the pack wolves that go through this forest often, following the trail to what he hoped would be the wolves of Easthollow pack.
   Ari was going to need more than manners to be accepted at this point.