Stone Circle It hurt you

It was with sweet joy Inkeri watched her daughter rush to her. Overjoyed and elated she barked. Her tail windmilling behind her. Look at this face.

She peppered her daughter in kisses. Pulled her so tight she probably couldn't breathe. Kissed her again. Her precious baby.

A small furrow and a gentle laughed. A small shake of her head.

Your father is fine. Fine. He just adventuring. Adventuring. Let me look at you. You.

She held her at paws length. So beautiful. Beautiful. I am sorry. Sorry. I been gone too long. Long.