Stone Circle fallen through the stones

It was a mere boy that accosted him first—a big near-yearling, but still a boy. He took the assault in stride, trying to wriggle his way out of Arrax's grasp, but then a second wolf appeared on the scene, and he was outnumbered.

And it was this moment where he knew he fucked up.

Wait! he cried out, sandwiched between Kvarsheim wolves. Please, no. I mean no harm. I was drawn by stones, stones—

Here he jerked his chin toward the sacred circle, glancing between the two, if they would let him be. He was already feeling the sting of several bites and bruises; it was clear he had intruded on their territory.

How could he have been so careless?