Stone Circle Sweet Sunrise

Gunnar would not know what the girl felt. Not ever if she didn't speak of them. But he also didn't know how to ask her to voice her thoughts. To tell him what she needed, because he was unsure how to approach that question.

He looked her over, prodded at a few if she'd let him and then gave a nod. You were lucky. Though right now. It probably didn't. I would imagine right now it would want an easier meal than a whole pack of wolves. Especially if it were woken ahead of schedule.

he briefly thought of bears. There had been one that had haunted the ridge, killed his mother's friend, but it had gone away soon after. His father and the others had made sure. Even he had fought it from the inner sanctum of his mother's womb, well healed more like his family.

I'm just glad you're okay. No use worrying about what has been.