Stone Circle but why do I lie awake each night thinking

She’s quiet a moment as her thoughts linger on the reformed soldier.

“I think- that’s a wise choice. Might save you another eye,” She offers him a sheepish grin. “Such noble pacifism calls for a treat. I’m sort of known as the hunter of Kvarsheim.” she gloats. It was a joke of course, she was probably the least capable of the pack. But she really did feel bad for the boy and figured she could find something to take his mind off his wounds, no matter how small.

She lifts up to her paws, tail wagging playfully now.

“Pick your poison- Fish? Elk? Goat?”