Stone Circle juniper underground

easthollow had fallen.
merrick stood before the stones, staring at the ones that had fallen —
wind ruffled the red-cream of his hackles.
where had laurel gone?
the bear-prince walked solemnly through the land he only scarcely recalled;
snowlull still left him wandering into drifts, leaving long tracks in his wake as he searched for any trace of the wretched woman.