Stone Circle macellarius

It was difficult for Skáld to forgive sometimes, considering how many times he had been left behind- but Eagle's apology seemed genuine. He was gentle when he lifted a paw to provide a landing spot for the seed, a gesture that the boy found incredibly endearing. He considered for a moment, wary of putting all of his trust in a man who seemed simultaneously so cold and gentle, but decided to give him a chance. 

He meandered forward, sheepishly, trying to look as comfortable as he could. He approached tentatively to inspect the seed that'd landed on Germanicus' paw, before he touched his muzzle lightly to the man's shoulder in forgiveness. 

he frisked ahead, then, with all seeming well. He stopped, one forepaw held aloft when he heard the buzzing of a fuzzy bumblebee, and watched as it zig-zagged overhead. He looked back to Germanicus, uttering a soft, inviting chuff, and began to prance off again, sparing little seriousness for the task at hand, but grateful for the invitation nonetheless.