Stone Circle …ready for it?

Arlette was over 4 months old and still as eager to explore the world around her. She had been good at staying within the borders as most adults would keep an eye on her. But now she was getting more curious what was out there. She knew her birthplace pretty well by now but she also realized that she needed her mother to feed her and teach her how to get food. That was why it was extra exciting when someone howled for her mother. Arlette was extremely curious and instantly propelled herself to the borders.

As pale girl approached she noticed that there wasn't one but four wolves. Her red eyes widened. It was like the last time when Bearclaw Valley came to visit them and she could play with other pups! This was exciting. But these wolves didn't have other pups. How disappointing. The girl made her way down, curiosity getting to her. Plus, her mother's stance was friendly. If her mother was weary she knew better than to show her face at the borders. She learned that by now. 

Her mother was greeting the other wolves! Arlette dashed forward and then under her mother. For a pup of four months, she was rather small as she had been the runt of the litter. The girl popped her head between her mother's front legs, red eyes wide and curious. "I'm Arlette!," she introduced herself, her tail was wagging but probably only her mother could feel that. Then her eyes fell on the skin, it looked like the bison skin they had in their den. Their father was using it now to keep warm. He was ill. Arlette could only remember him being ill, really.