Firefly Glen [BWH]I sit and I wonder

Sven arrived tired and paw sore. But he remembered these hunts fondly. He looked for wolves he once knew Chani, Cygnet, and even his siblings. But he did not see them. 

He did not have much to offer but his hunting skills. He had carried with him precious herbs that could only be found near the circle. And a unbreakable soul.

He stared around him. At the faces. So many, but still not as many as there had been.