Stone Circle it means family

Days seemed to fly by even though she had very little sense of time. Today was a particularly hot day, so it must be summer. Charles must be a year old. Laurel did not see him as often, though he would pester her every once in a while. Once a day, perhaps, or was it once a month? It was hard to tell. At least her heat had passed and Xan had, for some reason -- because you're ugly -- not taken advantage of it, like she thought he would. It was confusing because it made her feel safer around him -- oh come on, dearest, you know you want it -- but at the same time less it made her feel worthless and ugly -- because the only thing that's good about you is that pretty ass of yours, even if it is a little.. unelegant. His voice was flawless still, exactly as she remembered their interactions. She'd only heard him talk once, and maybe a little bit when he had come into Easthollow and Vespera had ripped him apart with Indra's help, and hers... She thought to remember. It was all a blur, a hazy day. Some days she thought that maybe he hadn't died at all. Some days she thought he'd died and his soul had been transported into her mind.

But only a fool would believe such silly things, now would they? Laurel winced as she leaned down to lap up the water. She vaguely remembered that Charles had told her about wolves dying. It further brought up her fear for Greyback. He'd chased away Vespera, and she was next. Every day she was afraid, all day, and every day she wanted to leave, but she just couldn't. You are such a coward. It was true. But don't worry, despite all of your flaws, I still love you. At least you have me. Ears twitched as if there was an itch there, and Laurel pawed at her left ear. But the itch remained.

With a frown she set off back towards her usual hangout spot, hoping that today would be another uneventful day, and one without Charles pestering her, but dreading that it might not be.

Because you and I both know it's only a matter of time...

for @Valette !