Stone Circle You only have me now.

She's sleeping when her mother calls for her — a common activity for the pup, contrary to many her age. At first, her only movement is a slight twitch of her ears — but after a moment, she stirs, eyes fluttering open as her mouth stretches in a yawn. She's slow to rise, fur ruffled and messy over a slightly-too-thin frame, but she doesn't hesitate to move toward the sound.
Another yawn escapes her as she approaches her siblings and mother, blue eyes dull with lethargy. She glances between Merrit and Arlette, then to her mother, and moves to press against her brother's side. Though she spends much of her time alone, resting or studying some fascinating creature, she finds comfort in her siblings' presence. There's something about the energy around Valette that bothers her now — she worries for her mother, for whatever reason she has called them. But she's so tired.