Stone Circle afraid of what's inside

A low crooning found its way through the trees. At first she thought it was only her belly gurgling, but it continued and it grew louder In a gradual sense; thus Sanja turned to look for the source, and was surprised when she recognized the dark-faced man.

Her hackles were immediately up.
A glance further, for any of the women that had come to live with the stones and the creek, and Sanja knew she was dangerously alone. Better to keep them out of it - what if this man's appetite was greater than she could handle herself?
And, of course, there was Bjarna.

Though there was tension within her, Sanja drew towards the man with a tentative sniff of his air, her tail raised to give the impression of confidence or even ownership, as she considered this her land now.