Stone Circle In the Dark

A call sounded through the plains he called home. It seemed that more visitors were coming lately, maybe since the snow was inbound. He remembered when he was young, how the prey disappeared and his parents starved to feed himself and his siblings. Supposedly Winter was hard, but not that hard. Still, less food meant it was hard to survive, maybe this would be another newcomer wishing to find a place in their family.

This time, West was not the first to arrive on the scene, his mother beating him to the punch as she spoke with a grey-clad woman. There was really nothing to add, but curiosity kept him from wandering off and letting Valette handle things alone.