Stone Circle on a dare,

"quite the turnout," the bearclaw stage-whispered to his mate and daughter. first, a muscular ursine man showed up, requesting that they announce themselves. ameline did so, and he waved his tail in affectionate support.
a stonemade young wolf showed then, followed by an older man. and yet it seemed as if the youth held the authority between them.
ancelin stood proudly. "we're your neighbors. we'd like to avoid being your competitors." no women? in the whole place?
"we're offering your pack a place to be. maybe some of you come. maybe some don't. but our land is good and we have the meadow too."
it could be a challenge. he kept his voice even, falling silent as the indigo gaze swept over and was still.