Stone Circle It all lies in ruin

Sven did not know what awaited him in the lands of teekon. He knew he wouldn't go far. But it hurt right now to be standing on a ghost of what his father had wanted. A tilt of downy ear.

Already Kvarsheim was fading. The scents of others. His siblings his friends. And it sickened him.

A howl folded around him. And hope sparse and burning lit along. But he quickly realized it was not a member of Kvarsheim, but still a friend.

He turned and trotted towards it. Steel eyes taking in all that was around. A small smile for the she wolf. 

Hello Cygnet.