Stone Circle come a little closer

It went much smoother than she expected. Perhaps the Teekon-wolves were just as desperate to survive as her tribemates had been. Though the tribe was made entirely of family units, marriage giving them new numbers and new faces, and rarely let in outsiders. Zola expected to prove herself to the wolves of Easthollow before being let in.

"Is taller than wolf, white. Black stripes. Like your deer. Is easy to hunt, runs with herd."

She expected a task. She expected a quest. She got welcomes. The earthen woman stood after she had been accepted, watching West Tyree leave and Valette giving her permission to roam. But Zola did not go to their camp; she would do as promised first. Find prey. Send an offering to the gods - if they looked down on her here. She hoped so. 

"Is not here" Zola said almost forlornly. "dis zebra. Not survive Teekons. Hunt deer and bison instead. Va-let... what if I not survive Teekons, even with help?"