Stone Circle power over me

Charles looked startled when someone else approached. He got ready to roll onto his back and expose his stomach and his neck to the adult who'd caught him and must surely be upset with his food-wasting actions.

But it was someone else. Charles licked his lips and looked at the other, who didn't seem angry at all. He just stared at the chunks of food that Charles had dug out and then sniffed them. The coywolf blinked at the stranger, someone he didn't know but who seemed to vaguely possess their leaders' scents so was probably welcome here. You want some? he offered casually, as if it was his to give away freely.