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

blondine forced herself to stifle a giggle. and a howdy to you, too! she replied, a wide smile on her face. this woman, she had spirit. remind me of yer name, darlin.' the wolves of the hollow were kind and welcoming, almost making blondine want to turn her winter home into something more permanent.

i was sniffing about for some herbs, but uh..., she gave the land a quick once over, ain't really much to be found. it wasn't an urgent task, anyway. worst case scenario, blondine figured she could always take a foraging trip to the mountains. good for mosses and allat.

she turned back to the greyscale sylph beside her. you reckon its huntin' hour? or would you rather help me sift through the snow. a small flake drifted down upon her snout, causing a most ungraceful sneeze.