Stone Circle …ready for it?

Treason thought dragging the damn thing all this way was pretty much beyond silly, but here she was helping out or whatever she'd call this.  Feeding insanity maybe.  It wasn't the kind of thing she'd do, at least -- if she was to bring gifts, they'd be edible and easy to port.  At the very least it'd keep her toned and ready for conflict?  Or something?

Part of the reason she even came along was because she was curious what Easthollow would even think of another pack moving in next door -- or next door-ish, she hadn't been to wherever was planned, but it seemed close.  The irony of leaving a place that had its food decimated by what seemed to be too many wolves only to end up next to an entire pack did seem rather silly.  But oh well.  She'd already proven that she could take care of herself pretty well, hadn't she?  The only real question that was left to her was how she'd be able to spar with Corvus if they were now going to be this far away.  Hell.  At least he seemed to enjoy wandering around more than she did?

Either way, she kept out of the front row and was fine with just watching whatever unfolded whenever someone answered Rannoch's howl.