Stone Circle Tell me, what do you see?

Evergreen, too, was oblivious to the dark clouds over hanging the Valley. Instead, the beast had grew curious at Thistle’s absence when he awoke from his afternoon nap. Ears twitched atop his head, he gave a great yawn before stretching to his feet. He made a show of it, even going so far to flick his left hindleg as the stretch grew to an end.

Shaking his coat, Evergreen sniffed for his sister’s scent. It was easy to keep on her trail, and the brown male decided to keep his pace casual at a nice trot. Excitement started to wind in his muscles only when he recognized the general direction Thistle had traveled. To the River! Fortunately it was easy to spot her, and Evergreen gave a cheerful yip in greeting. His tail wagging, too, of course.

“What are you up to?” He asked, tilting his head slightly to one side.