Stone Circle there's a ribbon in the sky (for our love)

so stand she did. blondine listened to the elder speak while she shook the snow from her fur. no need for frostbite, she thought to herself, i like my nipples right where they are. 

she gave a quick laugh, then saying, thank you for that. kneeling ain't good for the joints. a smile found its way to her maw, an outward expression of her inner gratitude. 

blondine. blondine abernathy of abernathy hill, a little place way south of these woods. blondine regretted having left before spring. had she done as planned, she wouldn't have made it back until summer, meaning she wouldn't have had to deal with the cold.

then again, a lot can happen in one season. it wasn't worth the risk. can i ask your name? blondine glanced behind him. and, well the name of your place might be nice, too.