Stone Circle I love you, you idiot

the first howl had indra moving towards the borders in interest, but the second howl had her running. in a panic she came upon laurel, heedless that valette and piper were nearby.

her sister’s form was doubled over in pain, her features creased in agony. oh, fuck, indra murmured softly, knowing immediately why she had been summoned. the redleaf rushed to laurel’s side and paced worriedly alongside her, looking for any sort of cover that the duo could limp to. recalling last year’s harrowing experience, indra wanted nothing to do with a public debacle and set to guarding laurel, her demeanor clearly on edge.