Stone Circle How lucky you are to be so unlucky

Sól did not truly know the man who sought her, but she recognized him as one of the leaders of Kvarsheim. Still, his presence agitated her. At first sight, the fur along her back rippled and her lips peeled away from her teeth — just for a moment.
Then she burst into tears and ran to him, making a frantic circle around him perhaps three or four times before she cried out, HaveyouseenBjarna!
She didn't think he had, but she had to ask.