Stone Circle how we love is what will last

The other girl neither flees nor moves to cover the space between them, and Taktuq allows her this distance. Perhaps she is still wary that she has offended her… so Taktuq gives her a soft smile in hopes to reassure her.

Her own hope falters when the stranger admits to being a stranger even to the wolves who are buried here, and she considers again how odd it is that she would think to honour this place. Unless she has a place like this in her own homeland. Taktuq rests in this, and is stirred again by her gesture.

The breeze continues to play at her fur, and she turns towards the stones again. Yes, this is her family, even those she had never met. She knows now, too, that her aunt lay buried here as well. She had understood the sorrow in Merrit’s eyes even before he had told her. My mother, here… she falls quiet, uneasy. Surely it is wrong to speak of these things with such a divide between them! She looks to Tauris, and brushes her tail against the grass. Why don’t you come closer?

A soft invitation.