Stone Circle Scooty woop.

Skáld made for an incredibly poor guardian, like leaving the people-friendly dog to guard the house. The kind that would bring a squeaky-toy to a home invader and then just follow them all around, with a wagging tail. It wasn't often that he responded at all to a summoning from the borders, but he felt drawn to do so, knowing that lots of the other pack members were busy. Gunnar and Taktuq were busy with children, as were Inkeri and Turmeric. Tauris had just given birth as well, so Skáld moved toward the borders eagerly, though with a bit of apprehension. The wolf's voice had sounded...Well, almost pained. He assumed he might find someone in some sort of pain, but the wolf he spotted along the borders looked relatively sound. 

"Hiya," He greeted, as he moved forward, his brisk trot slowing, though his curls continued to bounce. "Is all OK?" He asked, as he came to a halt, tilting his head to the side. He looked at her features, to see kindness softened her eyes, and noticed what looked like a mat of hair on the back of her neck, but made nothing of it.