Stone Circle turn your head towards the storm that's surely coming along

Arlette heard her mother call for her. She had not been too far away. The red-eyed girl had been exploring around the stones, sniffing them out and giving the moss a closer look when she heard the call. The female's body instantly grew excited with the thrill of being called. Probably doing something fun! The girl perked her ears in the direction it came from and then looked down from the hill. There was her mum! And Greyback! She loved Mr. GB. But her red eyes also noticed a lot of other wolves. Interesting!

The girl instantly started a gallop into the direction of her mother. The girl was usually quite excited and eager to play. These were all new play buddies in her eyes. She ran towards them, a bright white ball of fluff becoming slightly bigger with each stride. As Arlette came closer she noticed that all the scents were a bit overwhelming. She dashed to her mother. Arlette was small enough with her three months and small size to fit under her mother. Wide-set yet curious red eyes looked around the group. Her tail wagging tentatively. Who were all these wolves?! She glanced up at her mother and then at Greyback for an explanation.