Stone Circle Glory and gore go hand in hand.

Greyback walked alongside Brynn silently, his ears perked and attention strictly on her, the smell of blood heavier than it had been minutes before. Peering down out of the corner of his eye, the elder took in the sight of the scar on the young females face. It was deep, and bleeding heavily.

"Stupid wolf, now I'm going to have a scar on my face."

Greyback pinched his brows at the words, knowing that it hadn't been an insult towards him. He tongued the inside of his cheek as he thought of how to reply to Brynn. He could relate with how she felt, after all, when he had first got his scar he had only been a yearling. He didn't have anyone to confide in at the time, and spent many years thinking how ugly it was. Even now, as an elder, he still got weary about the subject.

"Stupid indeed." He chuckled. "That scar will be a reminder of how bravely you fought for our home," Lowering his head, he gave her a better view of his own as he continued "Scars are not injuries, Miss Brynn. A scar is a healing. After injury, a scar is what makes you whole,” He gave her a small wink before pulling his head back up and steadily walking closer to her so their flanks were touching. "You must be tired and hurting, let me help support you."