Stone Circle Digging up the past

"Waswrong?,"

Greyback stared as the girl turned around, her big eyes much like a doe. His gaze softened then, it was obvious she had no idea what was going on. She was so young. Much too young to be burdened with the realization of death. Shaking his head, he bent down and nudged at her rump softly, asking rather than forcibly shoving her out of the hole.

"How much do you know about this place, Arlette?" He questioned. His tone was soft as he spoke, not wanting to scold her if she had no knowledge. He waited for her to respond as he took to carefully scooping the misplaced dirt back into the hole. He felt uneasy touching the grave site, giving a silent prayer above so the gods didn't strike him down for disturbing it. It didn't take long since there wasn't much, after all, his own paw size was huge in comparison to the pup's. He was easily able to undo her digging with a few paw strokes of his own.

He looked down at the grave once he was finished, turning around to now look at Arlette after her answer. Dirt caked to her muzzle, making it look like she took a dirt bath. He felt sick having to explain to her that she was digging up grave unknowingly. "This place is very special, dear. When others, wolves who we love...pass away we bury them here so that..." Greyback looked past her as he thought of what to say. What was it that Valette told him months ago? "...So that they can watch over and guide us. We must be respectful to them," He turned his attention back to her and gave a small smile. "They want to rest, dear. We shouldn't bother them with our games, do you understand?"