The Heartwood i am the self-consumer of my woes—

Wraen took a wary step backwards, when the pale she-wolf pushed the odd stone in her direction. Nothing bad happened though, therefore she let the curiousity win again and leaned down to sniff at it and eventually bump her nose lightly against it's cold, hard surface. This was not just a stone, but a very unusual one. She had hardly ever paid any attention to geology in her lifetime, but she could tell that this was a true rarity. 

Aside from that, she still could not comprehend, what was so amazing about it. Therefore she sat down and looked at the lady expectantly - she had not talked much up until now, but maybe she would elaborate on the matter.