Stone Circle Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline.

Ira felt some weight lift from her shoulders as Brynn moved to rub up against a tree. Sure she had seen other packmates working to take care of the pack, but she had not heard anyone say they really wanted to keep busy with such tasks. It was a work ethic the mountain wolf could respect. Yes, actually. I am often more suited keeping busy than sitting around gossiping with packmates. She lowered her nose sniffing at another tree, but decided it was fine to leave it be.

The topic of winter was all to familiar to Ira as she was use to the storming winters in the mountains. She had already noticed the weather dropping, and while she was not sure how cold the lands got in Easthollow, that did not change the behavior of the wild life. Food was growing more sparse.