Stone Circle some tides don’t turn

The wolves of the Stone Circle did not stick around long, much less introduce themselves to her. And it's that which brings the onset of embarrassment, of a feeling that she should not be here and the thoughts of what the hell she was doing. 
But yet, she had not even seen Akavir since her return home, since— 
And there had to be something going on. Something that she felt she deserved to know of. He himself said Swiftcurrent needed her.
The kids are fine, she assures, a coolness to her tone. everything's fine, I just, uh, wanted to... talk to you. She wasn't sure how to phrase this next question. Bumbling over herself, following wherever it is he is headed towards with a trudge to all four feet. Look, I just-- I've hardly even seen you in weeks, and then I find you all the way out here, voice hardly above a whisper, saucer-shaped eyes doing more of the talking for her. Concern lies in the furrow of her brow. Is something going on? You're going... somewhere, wh-- where are you going?