Stone Circle How? What? Why?

Arlette didn't find him around the den. So she continued. Eventually she found him at the stream. She heard low grumbles and she wondered if she caught him in a bad mood. She hoped not. It was scary enough to approach him so directly. But if she wanted to be a good therapist then she had to do this. She watched as he turned, his greeting seemed to be kinder. Arlette's ears flopped back submissively nevertheless.

"Well uhh," she stated and looked at her paws. She inhaled and then batter her curious red eyes at him. Because that was what won it in the end. Her curiosity. "Why have you been so angry lately?," she asked and looked genuinely worried. Arlette licked her lips, she didn't want him to think she wasn't... submissive. She still saw him in a higher rank as that she was. "The others... Some wolves... They think they will be exiled too,' she then paused briefly. "I thought so too," she added in a whisper. This whole ordeal hadn't been good for the pack. Most wolves were stressed it seemed.