Stone Circle There it stood silent

Sven had naughty much to do but traverse his fallen kingdom. Learn all it could offer him and all it could take. It made sense to do so, to wander.

A small smile. A little tightening of shoulders. Deer it is
 

Sven was hearty. Weeks of living on his own he had learned different ways to take a prize 

A small smile a gentle bump of anout to her shoulder. He walked beside her. Shoulders brushing. Grey eyes alight with laughter and the presence of someone who felt older than his age