Stone Circle How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist

A flash of a smile touched her lips as the woman dipped her head, she hadn't been expecting help. To be questioned? Yes that was what she had been waiting for. Kegana looked over at Greyback as he started sifting through rocks. "Ummm." She shook her head and turned away again to look at the rocks she had collected. "No just similar in size, so they stack properly." 

Gracefully dipping her head she hefted a rock she determined was good. It wasn't to big, although it stuck out of her jaws. Rocks were not the easiest thing to grasp, and had a tendency to dull teeth. Kegana remembered the shaman's back home, their teeth were nawed flat rather than coming to a sharp point. She returned to the shore, and placed the rock at the very top of the pile she had already collected.