Stone Circle saparote

He was glad, when Clary spoke, that he'd identified her by scent before she came to greet him. Her voice was close enough in sound to Steph's the he might've thought it was her. But he'd been prepared, and when he turned to grin at her, his expression was without disappointment, though there was a misty wistfulness to his gaze that she probably wouldn't pick up on.

"Hey, Bug," he greeted. "Just some rabbits. Wanna help me?"

He tilted his head at her, wondering if she was small enough to be shoved down the rabbit hole. That'd scared them out for sure, but at this point, the kids were already almost half his size. They none of them were gonna fit into a warren anymore.