Stone Circle will the darkness fall upon me when the air is growing thin?

The mountain wolf carried herself on one of her patrols, something that had become a habit after Greyback's absence while he searched for one of their allied packs. Nothing eventful ever really happened while she was out, but sometimes she would run into a packmate. Ira's ears swivled as she kept her senses alert for anyone or anything that might be roaming their territory. Fog had taken over near the river making the stone colored wolf's vision almost useless. It was because of this that she paid extra attention to the sound of the river being disrupted by several splashes.

Carefully the female trotted closer until the shape of a wolf came into view. Hello? Ira squinted until she could make out the young male's features. It did not take much longer for her to realize he was one of Valette's kids. She had made a mental note early on since she was originally not allowed near ker pups without approval, something she understood as an outsider coming into the open family pack. While she had been in Easthollow for a while now, she still seemed to keep her distance, perhaps also out of habit, but she did not see why she would need to avoid the young male now.

You are Valette's child, are you not? It didn't take an expert to see the pup's distress, perhaps over his father's absence? She recalled hearing news of the male's departure recently. Her eyes softened at the thought. She knew what that was like. Her next words were picked carefully with a lighter tone, What brings you out here? I can see you have something on your mind, perhaps talking about it will help more than throwing stones? Normally Ira liked to avoid troubled wolves, but she seemed to have a soft spot for kids.