Stone Circle you've been a smile on my face for about the two past days

Set for the 2nd of January!

Three days had passed since the meeting at the Stones, and each one felt longer than the last. The distance he sought was different than the loneliness he had felt on the road. In a pack, there were always plenty of wolves to keep company with. Strangers, who would become friends, and friends, who would in turn become family. Kaito did not recluse himself from anyone, except for the one who was the only one who as of yet began to breach that bridge of stranger to friend.

He had known her and her family for so little a time, yet already, he feared loosing what he had begun to find here. He feared their friendship all the same, a thought which perplexed him, for he also cherished this... strange camaraderie they shared. And fear could not stifle his promise and obligation to teach @Arlette and shape her into a healer, as Tieru had shaped him.

Kaito did not seek his pale friend out. He rather howled for her, a measure of protection for himself. Greyback would understand his intent, and the pack would know of their whereabouts. Those who hid and skirted away only did so when they had something to hide, and in their friendship, Kaito had no shame to cover, he had nothing to hide. And neither did Arlette.

His voice would find his way to her. In the meanwhile, he waited on the hill of Stone Circle before a large stone he had found, unconnected from those the wolves of Easthollow revered as sacred. A collection of long grasses and water reeds lay upon the surface in piles most carefully arranged. He fiddled with them for a moment, before he settled his restless paws to the ground and turned his gaze outward, closed his eyes, and sought to calm himself in a quiet lapse of prayer while he waited for his friend to arrive.