Stone Circle Because you are the only one for me and to you I am one of many

Arlette wondered where that smell came from. It almost scented like infection. She wasn't sure if she was right. The female decided to follow the wind that brought the scent. She noticed that it was getting stronger and mingling with the scent of a wolf. She got closer and then saw a pale male half out of one of the unused dens. Or well, it was occupied now. The female frowned, as she got closer she realized she knew the male that was lying there.

This was the male who had been rude to her at the plains. He was not looking so good at the moment. Arlette stepped closer, her eyes hardened a bit, readying herself to having to defend herself verbally again. "I thought you didn't belong at Easthollow," she commented, remembering how he had not been wanting to join Easthollow. This was probably her mom wanting to take care of him. Arlette studied his wounds, they were bad. [b]"Those wounds need to be cleaned otherwise you will die of infection."[b]