Stone Circle yeah, banner's powerful and useful, too

Banner reached foward, pressing her charcoal nose flat against one of the several stone pillars that made up Stone Circle.  She held her head there for a few long moments - how the hell did this happen?  These stones had no Earthly business being here in the middle of what was essentially a clearing.  Wolves couldn't have done this.  No creature she'd ever seen, either.  Even hundreds of wolves working together couldn't move things like this.  The new Easthollow wolf drew her head back with a sharp huff of frustration, her bright green eyes narrowing considerably as she craned her neck back to inspect this particular pillar's top.

She let out a low growl - yet another frustrated noise! - when she had to take several paces back in order to comfortably investigate.  Maybe ancient wolves had magic powers or something about them that present-day wolves lacked.  .. the hell, she muttered into the cold night air, a puff of breath condensing into a tiny cloud before being expelled upward.  Banner supposed she should have waited for full daylight to ponder this natural oddity.  Ah, but she hadn't been able to sleep earlier and she didn't want to bother Stark by tossing and turning all night long.  This might actually be more infuriating.. she muttered to herself.  Restless, sleepless night or moonlit existential crisis?

Tough call.