Emberwood Still Alive

Sven swayed through the trees. The muscles in his body still aching. The wound on his chest still sore, but scabbed over and healing as nicely as it could. It would always be a scar from now on. He briefly thought of his family and his siblings. Wondering if they were okay? Was his mother okay? Did she miss them? 

Then his mind would go towards the stone circle. The wolves that were trying to keep it from them. To take it an dmake their own life there. It was frustrating to say the least and he was disgusted by it. And wished he had been stronger