Stone Circle if you're gonna tell them everything

I'll play fast and loose with timeliness.

Sven had come home for a brief respite from the pack hunt and to bring some of the hunter meat he had been given. He was a singular man and as such he had to take food in trips.

 His nose twitched as he finished digging a cache. A low rumble of distaste. He could not hold the land himself. But it still rankled that someone could walk in.

 So he followed the scent and stood looking. Stalwart and steady.

You approach the stone circle. I'm the protector of it. I hope you come in peace.

A tilt of his head. Steel gaze on the two women.