Stone Circle [m] will all great neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?

Please note this thread is MATURE for mentions of GORE and DEATH.

Takes place after https://wolf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=44689, for timeline's sake we'll say it happened recently. I hope it's okay to do a full pack summons for the adults since it seems like what he would do @Valette @Kove @Xan @Laurel @Greyback @Polaris @West Tyree (also @Kallik if you'd also like!)

He had dragged the body the entire way. Half eaten, torn asunder. Pieces fell off as they snagged against rock and branches, as they scored a bloody path through the woods and along the hillside opposite Stone Circle. Between the rocks, which were vacant today. The overcast sky suffocated his lungs, his mind, his heart.

And he had started to dig. Furious, kicking up dirt with blow after blow. The remnants of crimson dripped from the caking of blood on his chin, and in the middle of his digging, he wretched, vomited, and continued in his task. The Stone of Lost Souls had never seen a body; it would see but one today, when he went back and fetched the other --

The ground he tore was beneath the Maiden Stone, for that was all he could tell of the body that lay beside him. She had been young. She might've been Taktuq, Leta, Arlette. As it was she was a stranger, without a name, without a face. His paws struck something beige and crumbling. The remnant of bone. And with a wild swing, Merrit threw his head back and forced his voice against the wind. Wild, and not entirely with him.