Stone Circle Sweet Home

Inkeri was learning a bit better and her speech patterns would take some time, and maybe never fully go away. But it would get better.

Inkeri pursed her muzzle for a moment and placed a paw against the ground with gentle finesse. Then she nodded. She pointed her paw towards swift current and then moved it towards Riverclan.

Riverclan is there.

She shook her head with a small smile. No. No. I just came here in spring. Spring. Where are you from, Scout? Scout?

She waved her plume behind her with an ernest gaze. He was sweet.