Stone Circle ACT I, SCENE III

Gunnar stared at him, fully taking him in for the first time. He was skin and bones, barely held together and Gunnar knew they had a cache nearby. Perhaps that was what the youngling was after, but still he had came across pack lands.

A decision. Warring between two things. What should be done and what could be done and no easy answer. He thought of the faces of the wolves that lived among them. Of the children.

Then he decided. I have fought wolves larger than you. And I am older than you obviously. You could hurt me, but I could hurt you just as bad, if not worse.

Gunnar's steely gray eyes went narrow and dark and his face turned harsh and unyielding.

I will allow you to eat, but you must stay with us for a time to work off the debt of crossing in to our land and trying to steal our food. And if you wish to stay after your period is up. So be it. Make a decision. You have seconds.