Blackbeak Bluff prayer circle

privately mireille thought it would not be very peaceful if they all starved to death, this man and the two unknown wolves who were with him. 
not one of which was a wife. he was alone in that way. she might have thought it romantic had she the head for it.
"are you a druid den, bart'olomew?" she asked. the girl motioned at a third urchin, ready to break that one apart too should he still hunger.