Stone Circle So I got edges that scratch.

Brynn listened to Kegana discuss how she was settling in here, making sure to leave her large paw prints in an area where the ground was soft enough to hold the imprint for a while; it would serve as not only a scent marker, but a visual one as well. 

She grinned at the pale wolf's next statement. She thought of Kegana as friend, too. She was glad to have made at least one friend in the pack since coming here. "I feel that way, too, friend," she replied, bumping the other wolf's shoulder with her own. This place was definitely staring to feel like home, which was something she once thought she would never have.