Stone Circle macellarius

Skáld wouldn't stray far from the borders, but he had already forgotten that there were some tasks that needed to be done- such as marking and investigating the scents that crossed through the area. Here where the wildflowers bloomed, he could flit as a butterfly, whirling as a buzzing bee passed him by, to investigate which flower it flew to next. They were harmless to him so long as he kept his nose out of the flower until the bee vacated. 

He wandered past a patch of buttercups, and paused. Her wasn't sure this was the sort of trick that Germanicus would already know...Or that he would appreciate it at all, He plucked one of the shiny flowers still on a long stem, and trotted toward Germanicus with it in his mouth. "Chin, up!" He invited. "I tell you like sunshine or no, with flower. Chin up?" He said, demonstrating, with the flower still dangling from his teeth.