Stone Circle vinur

Inkeri smiled. And panted gently. The movements having tired her out a bit. She nodded.

I have. Have.

Then she pushed a paw at Bjarna. I show. Show. Bjarna. Bjarna?

Inkeri would like to show the girl this and there was enough around here of all these things, just within walking distance a few days at most. Perhaps if she could show her. Maybe Inkeri herself wouldn't be so frightened all alone.