Stone Circle i want brimstone in my garden

She hadn't forgotten the pale, scarred wolf she'd decided to approach during the gathering. In fact, she'd wished to see more of him, but it seemed he was never around. It didn't trouble her too much in the end, short as her attention span was. Keen was, however, very excited when she finally did catch sight of him.
The chocolate-furred girl still had yet to shed her fear of interaction, but her immediate fondness for this particular adult emboldened her. She approached him slowly, tail wagging; there was an obvious shyness to her demeanor, but her eyes sparkled. Hiiii, Keen tried quietly, fur fluffing up slightly as if her own voice had startled her, and her gaze flitted to the ground. It was more progress than she'd been able to make thus far, but the whole thing was still difficult.