Stone Circle accipitridae

She listened very carefully, and this time, she managed to absorb every word. The man spoke as if he had more authority than Petal, and so, uncomfortable, the coywolf turned her attention toward him for her next address. She opened her mouth, a pained expression on her face at the prospect of expressing her desires once more.

"Kvarsheim," she said, pronouncing the name with care. Each word thereafter was chosen and enunciated with equal delicacy: "I will like to join."

Her nerves were palpable, but she maintained an open and earnest mien. If she was turned away here, she could try again someplace else. This couldn't be the only pack in such a beautiful valley, could it?