Stone Circle i ain't seen this clearly in years

the boy spoke long enough for blondine to decide where he was. she nodded and gave a warm smile. who is your mom? she asked. there was a strange itch in her socket; she turned and used a paw to rub at her eye. 

i can help you find something, blondine offered, i can't help with catching it though. she would wait for a signal to move, then turning to sniff out a trail.