Stone Circle Here I be

from the depths of an icy patch of land inkeri procured something edible; she sniffed it warily. ironic, considering in the next second she had wolfed it down entirely, bones and all — licking her lips in the satisfied manner of a cat. 

then her gaze climbed to the streaking figure; green, green this aura that emanated from her like an emerald spring!

did she know? the girl’s eyes snapped back to inkeri, nostrils twitching as she drank in the scents that made inkeri part of this place.