Stone Circle No tired sighs, no rolling eyes, no irony

The male was stubborn, adamant he could make it to the borders on his own. While he struggled to pull himself across the ground, Steph sat in place, unmoving, while she waited for him to come to his senses. She would be happy to drag him there, but it seemed he didn't want her help. But, unfortunately for him, a decision needed to be made. He was not moving fast enough for Steph's liking, so if being outside the borders was what he wanted, she would soon "help" him along.

She wasn't surprised to his honesty. She wouldn't have liked either option if the roles were reversed. But, it was what it was, and it was all she was willing to do, at least for now. She gave him a sharp gaze, silently telling him that her patience was wearing thin. Finally, his answer was given. She gave a short nod, and stood, thinking a moment on how she was going to get him to a den. She looked around, and her gaze fell on the silent @Marten. Perfect. Marten, perfect timing, she said. Could you help me get him back to my den, please? she asked, and waited for his response.