Stone Circle and i've lost a few good friends along the way

casmir, sitting alongside her, vanished -- ripped from her mind like soft smoke on the wind. indra's mahogany gaze danced upward, catching a glimpse of the svelte woman that had helped her chase the intruder from their borders. she made to rise, coming to a sitting position as she watched steph approach with a bloodied hare in tow.

as it turned out, indra was misidentified. she could not say she blamed the woman, for indra was lingering just outside the den, and she scarcely knew anyone in the pack besides her family and valette. offering a smile that was meant to be encouraging but lacked depth, indra replied. "that's not me," she motioned inside: "that's laurel that has the kids. i'm indra, her sister." she dipped her head, grateful but composed. "thank you though. i think she'll appreciate a fresh kill."