Stone Circle ironblood

a little away from the borders

the circle. 
garait was all by healed by now; he oft strayed far from the forest wherein they had made their home. for now, the gaul added silently to himself. neither he nor venextos wished to stay for long in one area — good hunting was only found when comforts were abandoned. and yet here he stood, gazing dumbly at the rear of proud stone teeth. "canthu," the great wolf muttered, setting off toward the place at a lope.
he soon came to the scent of wolves, thick-splashed and concentrated — garait's demeanour changed; he kept back from the borders a lengthy amount, bristling with head down and seafoam eyes burning, but held inexorably by what he could see of the sacred circle.