Stone Circle Wide eyed and bull headed

He had eyes like Gunnar, and a smile that mirrored his mother's. Reverie did not know Taktuq well, but her heart warmed nonetheless to see each of the boy's parents in him. It's nice to meet you, Sven, She said softly, settling into a prone position from her bow. She'd never liked standing over anyone, even a child, though it was inevitable when they were so small.
Do you like flowers? Reverie inquired next, eyes drifting back to the one he'd been sniffing. Kvarsheim has lots of them, if you know the right places. When she'd lived here, she'd spent much of her time in the territory simply taking in the sights. Reverie had never been a very productive member of any pack she joined — but she did know plenty about the territories, and the wolves who lived in the packs.