Stone Circle Next Step

Clary warmed at mama’s lick across the crown of her head, and met her with a return kiss across her fleeting muzzle. A wolf must live together. Why mama had to tell them this whizzed over the young girl’s head, but she turned a bright eye to Steph, who she offered a kiss to, too. Her family was her world, and for as many days as she had them - which would be all her days - she would never be alone.

Her sister’s questions had begun to make sense to Clary, and the little girl’s eyes widened further. “We eat those!” Her question came more as a frazzled blurt, the answer already given in part by Steph’s further inquiry.