Stone Circle There it stood silent

Sven’s name elicited another memory – of crossing paths with Chani as she was on her way to visit the Kvarsheim brothers. A double date! Seal had once jeered.

His kind smile anchored her anxious spirit. She had been tumbling like a stone through a river for so long… it felt good to reconnect with someone, even if they were only acquaintances.

“Aye,” Seal affirmed with a smile big enough to conceal the shadows that haunted her heart. “Remember the marmot we hunted ta’gether? I turned it into a fine pelt. I should’ve returned sooner tae thank you,” she said sheepishly – for she had honestly forgotten to return to the Stone Circle at all!

Seal changed subject. “How have you been? How is your pack?” she asked with a curl of her tail.