Stone Circle They speak

This wolf was new to Kvarsheim — or so Foxglove thought. She crept up behind him from a distance, wondering what he made of the tall stones at the heart of Kvarsheim's territory. They scared her, just a little.

He didn't seem frightened though. Fox settled into a sit, watching him as he surveyed the stones. For now her nerves were too frayed to announce herself; she couldn't seem to find her voice. So she only watched.