Stone Circle Let it go

It was a lazy sort of day, lived in the denial that summer had slipped them by and winter loomed ever closer. Early morning she had spent in the hunt; stocking the caches as she could. She found herself back by the dens soon enough, however, attracted by the movement of one of Valette's pups. She was not the first to arrive; Sunny beat her there. But just as well; the pups might like someone who could speak to them better than one who could not. She sat silently beside the boy, offering him a benign smile before turning her attention to the prancing pup, smile playing at her muzzle.