Stone Circle The years weigh heavy and I'm not sure

Gunnar had lived a life many would love, and some would hate. He didn't regret anything, accept perhaps spending more time with his family. He had been close, but a part of him wished he had spent more time, learned more of what the offered.

He had been thinking long and hard about elevating someone, but a part of him was remiss to do so. Because Kvarsheim belonged to Bjarna. It had been her mother's first and by rights she had a place to it. And yet, he was unsure where Bjarna was and if she would come back and that was his quandary.

A tilt of his ear backwards and he turns to meet the kind moonbite eyes of the she wolf Tauris. She had begun to fill out he was glad to see. Again the strength of rest, food and home could make so many better.

He nodded with a smile. Of course you can darling girl.