Stone Circle safe place

Leta was a compassionate wolf, but a child still all things considered and not at all wise to the fact that he was less than enthused about her offer. Her tail waved to hear him agree. She liked hanging out with Charles, and had been quick to consider him a friend. More quality time excited her, and she looked forward to it. Looking to him with a smile, Leta thought aloud: I bet I can find you in the stars! She imagined. Charles was so unique, and Leta was charmed by that in knowing him. 

Leta was quiet after that, beaming when he regarded her spot as cool. Very rarely was the word synonymous with anything Leta did, according to her brothers, and so to hear it aligned with something they did made her happy. If Charles thought it was cool, it was definitely cool. She could not wait to tell her brothers that they were wrong about her and that she was, in fact, cool. Plodding after him, Leta followed his lead; her tail had yet to stop waving as she giddily looked about for a good stick, eyes now and then drifting to him to see if he had found anything.