Stone Circle No time

Panic split the still autumn air with the familiar call of his aunt’s voice. Twisted into a chilled note that did a better job at running his blood cold than the changing season.

His father had not been home for a number of days. Leaving Ujurak and his siblings with their mother when they weren’t up to their own games. His father’s absence weighed heavily on the boy. Recalling how his father ailed with his sight and never walked well.

Astrid rose to the call far more quickly than he. Astrid! Tumbled from his maw as he scrambled after her.

His paws weighed him down. Heavier than he was used to. He knew it was bad. Ujurak’s eyes bulged from his head as he tumbled onto the scene shortly after his sister. Many words rushing forth. To spill out as questions, only to dam themselves in his throat. Ujurak barely choked out a whine, coming to Gunnar’s side. Fadir?

He scarcely registered the instructions that Tauris was dealing. Blinking once. Twice. He approached her trepidly. Is there anything else you need help with?