Stone Circle This wolf

Inkeri was in the outskirts of the packlands, keeping to herself, but watching over the wolves among them. There as a happy air to her as she moved about her heim. Her thoughts on those that lived among them and on Merry.

She knew there was more to her feelings for the wolf, than she would like to admit, but she would keep it to herself for now. Instead she moved along the pack borders adamant to do something until a message needed ran.

Body of Ink and Paper wound through the trees and the forest floor. The stone circle always in her line of sight. At least the tallest rocks.