Stone Circle Here I be

this aura she could stare at all day; lose herself in its rippling waves of spring-time green.

her attention snapped back to the present by inkeri's question, and she noticed the girl tended to repeat things twice over.

for her, such things did not matter. she splayed out her limbs in a coltish bow and pressed forward, running her body along that of her new hunting companion before bolting off with nose to the ground.

they hunted small game, these two quiet souls of kvarsheim. that night with belly rounded to bursting, sleep came to her easily and well.