Stone Circle this land is your land, this land is my land

She stumbled upon Blondine somewhere between the forest and the plain, and drew nearer with an easy gait. Assured, and secure, but by no means pretentious. "Salutitsinik," she tipped her nose, and let her lips tug into a small, testing smile. "Or, how you say, howdy."

Nanook recalled the newcomer from the hunt last night, but had found little time to speak with her then - her own tired spirits, having raised her to a height where speech came difficult, but where laughter passed easy through the lips. After a good night's sleep, her wits felt fully with her again. "What are you doing? Come, I will join you."