Stone Circle I used to think that silence was golden.

Just a cameo, I don't have the muse to write at the moment!

Howls rang out, and Lucius started nervously. He would find his way to those who had called, only to find a grisly scene — Sanja unresponsive, a stranger working on her. New whelps, the scent of milk tainted by the tang of blood. Lucius hung in the background, having no skills that would help in this moment.