Stone Circle visitation rights

Hope you don't mind a puppy cameo!

She remained oblivious to many things - to sights, and sounds, and the heavy conversation that murmured above her sleepy little head. But the waking child knew one thing as she roused that hour: the Giant Warmth moved, unalarming to Clary until something different, and somehow familiar, touched her nose, along with the sting of a metallic scent that sometimes clung to the Giant Warmth.

But her curiosity rested on the thing that smelt of the Giant Warmth Herself, and if anything held a semblance of Her scent, Clary didn't question her right to discover what this other thing was. With unrefined movement and as much as her stubby legs could propel her, she paddled against the ground to scoot herself closer, with nose sniffing and snuffling about to discover this new thing that, for all she understood, was for her to explore.