Stone Circle he is without a heart

oh boy

It hadn't been long since West's little brawl, he hadn't told anyone what happened in those woods. The witch got away and he didn't want to trouble his mom with news that she was lingering near their territory again. Little did he know he had done a lot more than just chase her off...

The wounds she had inflicted to him hurt, but they weren't nearly as bad as some that he had before. The others healed just fine so he was sure these would too. The woodland boy had intended on resting a bit for the next few days, watch the bison, check the caches, do anything that would take less moving around, though on his way to the bison one hell of a howl broke through the air. It wasn't like other summoning howls, this one gave him a feeling of dread.

Making his way to his paws, the boy would make his way to the borders, though before he even approached the small gathering of bodies, his eyes fell to the white muddied body that laid crumped at their front door. He didn't need to move closer to confirm it, he knew it was her and he didn't dare take another step closer. Instead, he felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach as he muttered under his breath, Shit.

Just to clarify he's still some odd yards away so he's not like right there but he's there