Stone Circle There it stood silent

The figure turned and addressed her.

Hello. The simple reply and husky timber elicited a memory.

Seal leaned forward and realized she recognized this wolf. She had met him upon these very borders. They had hunted together when Seal needed to craft a skin to repay a debt owed to Montage du Cigue. Kvarsheim, was the pack name she recalled.

"Sven?" Seal queried, hoping she was remembering correctly. "Your name is Sven, right? Of Kvarsheim?"

She took a few paces forward to meet him properly.