Stone Circle macellarius

mini cameo <3

She wonders about the man Germanicus.

Newly redeemed in the eyes of the valley, who ranges far and rests infrequently. Who says little but whose unlit silhouette among the ancients imparts an air of loneliness even in the stretch of field between them.

She keeps one eye on Skáld, entirely immersed in a world of late-blooming dandelions, an unknowing frolic leading him nearer to the Ranger. Her spine bristles instinctively, but begins to settle as Germanicus calls out to the boy. She watches the pair silently for a moment.