Stone Circle I slithered here from Eden

thank you for your patience! <33

That day she saw herself in a window through the greenery as the image of a scraggly stranger, whose life might have been spent in solitude, thinking of death by starvation, to the exclusion of all other matters. Including a border she would have once fiercely defended. But she was so tired.

Another mouth to feed. Gunnar was ill. Germanicus was gone.  Hungry cubs wore down the efforts of their few hunters.

But she had grief in her chest; love with no where to go, and now it was this emaciated stranger she would defend fiercely, to the exclusion of all other matters.

“Thank you, Ingram,” she gently assures the silver man first, giving the stalwart Kappi a grateful look, and then to the brave pup at his feet, “are you ok, Sven?”

And then a third look, this one for the stranger in the window.

“Are you hungry?”