Stone Circle This wolf

Inkeri didn't know many that preferred fall to spring or summer, but she did. There was just something more to it for her than anything else. But she was no stranger to hardship herself, but he didn't need to know that.

Inkeri was concerned at his sudden slackening. And she pressed her nose to his cheek. Unsure what else to do. He was there with her, but his eyes were far away. Her sister had used to do this. She wondered if he was a seer like her? Did he have dreams that foretold things? She hoped not for that was a hard life to follow. And she only wished the best for him.