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

He walked a tad in front of her, taking her questions in stride. They were simple ones, ones with few words. But good questions nonetheless. He would flick his ear, swiveling it behind him at moments to listen closely to her without turning back to face.

"Is all this yours?"

The man raised his head with pride at the question, the breeze ruffling his fur as he smiled and looked out at the land with her. "Quite impressive feat, no? Yes, this is ours—from the meadow, to the trees, all the way up to the side of the mountains, right where you see that highest ridge. In time you will learn our borders as it is your duty to refresh them."

He fell silent once more after answering, walking her up towards the stone circle. "No, just here. There are other wolves in the valley, good ones at that; My daughter has a claim up to the west, while our neighbors have one north. We take only what we need and in the end we all share peace. Now come, I have something to show you."

Greyback trekked up the side of the grassy meadow, following the smooth stones they had set in place as a path that lead up towards the circle of stones that stood tall. As always, the air was thick and dense, swirling with something the man couldn't describe. Ether good or bad, he did not know. And frankly, he did not care.

He stepped aside to let Blondine in, motioning her to step into the center while he stood at the edges. The tall rocks acted as a barrier, letting gusts in wind through the spaces that would ruffle the fur of anyone who stood inside. "This is Stone Circle, a sacred place to us. We bury our deceased here, putting them at rest while praying that those we lost will find their way home."