Stone Circle hi-diddly-ho, neighborino!

he shook his head gently. "no," he responded, turning his head to look at her once more. "but surely, it was done by something--someone--far greater than ourselves." wolves could not do such a thing. even when banding together. . .it was too perfect. too carefully arranged.

the sky to the east was beginning to grow dark, and behind them bloomed the fiery radiance of a setting sun. reluctantly, aditya bowed his head to valette, bringing his muzzle in a slow arc to point to the northwest.

"i must be going," adi said, smiling. "it was nice to meet you, finally, valette. thank you for having me today--and stop by the maplewood anytime." a gesture of goodwill, from one kind wolf to another. he hoped he would have the opportunity to see the dark-furred alpha again soon.

after the requisite farewells had been made, aditya trotted away, with one final glance at the stones before he disappeared into the shadows of the fox glade. magnificent.