Stone Circle It's a Hole.

marten had... never known much else to argue with her when she made a mention that dads were just there to leave. he thought back on all he'd ever known and... it seemed all the pups he had ever met had left. even indra's dad had left. his ears flicked. if i'm ever a dad one day, he said, glancing towards her, i won't leave. a rather confusing thought rushed through marten's head at that moment... though he didn't voice it. instead, he laughed at her adulting comment, not able to bring himself to remind her that they were adults. it does, he agreed with an amiable smile, though a part of him thought it was actually quite easy. it just wasn't fair. 

then he shrugged. i think easthollow has been my favorite so far, he told her, though marten didn't really remember bearclaw enough to rule it out. he'd really liked the hollow, too, with the streams and rupert, of course. but easthollow held something sacred, the stones, and marten had come to appreciate them more than he thought he would. you think you'll ever go off and explore? he asked with a flex of his ears.