Stone Circle Standing here in front of you.

Her favorite meals? He was too kind. How had a man such as himself survived so long with such a heart? He was a blessing to Kvarsheim - of that Sanja was certain. How much longer would they benefit from having Gunnar around? As her thoughts turned to this, and then inward, she had to banish the sentiment with a shake of her head.

That is not necessary, really. I miss the foods of my home, but they are not things to be found here. Soon my babies will be eating red meat and if it pleases you, you can bring things for them instead. She smiled at that thought, though the feeling did not extend to her eyes. A pantomime of motherhood.

With a small dismissive nod to him, Sanja moved away and sought the hidden darkness of her den, where her babies waited. The slinking of her steps proved to be reluctance, as she took a moment to gather herself before ducking through the opening and squirming to where they slept.