Stone Circle i'm dreaming

blondine assumed that it was dawn approaching. before the chuff came the girl's scent, a welcome sign of good company. the words of the greyscale huntress were just drawn-out enough to figure out her general location. i'm in a workin' mood, blonnie replied, just as happy as happy can be, darlin'. behind her, a friendly wag beat against the winter wind. 

how're you this.. — is it morning? i'd assume so, but... — ..lovely day? it was difficult to keep track of time without the light to say one way or another. blondine was working off of guesses and praying that her confidence was enough to play it off.