Stone Circle No one there beside you

The stones had become a small sanctuary for the young boy. He felt more than ready to explore further, but he was still under the watchful eye of his parents...and Leta was still recovering. Every now and then he did manage to make his way back to the stones. It was nice there.

Sometimes he met wolves while he was out and sometimes he just sat there alone, looking at the bison or the stones or the sky, but this time a familiar pelt met his eyes. It was Arlette! He hadn't seen her as much lately, but now she looked so sad...that wasn't fitting of her, she was always so happy. Was everyone just sad now?

The round boy bounded up with a friendly bark, pressing into his sister's side. Hey, Arlette!