Stone Circle From one lake to another

'Aeliana.' Greyback nodded to the name, storing it in his head. It was a fine name, strongly fitting to the girl's hulking appearance with a pleasant ring.

He watched as Aeliana dipped her head to him, and in return he dipped back with haste. He could tell she was kind; she had manners, and those were reasons enough for the large male to like her. Though he remained unwavering, staring at her closely with a calculated gaze he would give to any stranger who strolled upon his home territory. "I hope your travels fared well," he stated, looking her up and down and taking in the sunken appearance of her figure. It was painfully obvious to him that the large female hadn't been eating well. He glanced down at the pheasant she brought once again, grimacing slightly at the fact it might be a gift.

"-And pray tell, what do you know of us? I certainly hope you aren't just blindly joining packs. Such behavior can be dangerous." he admonished, his brows lifting and figure looming much like a sire would to their whelp. "Easthollow is always welcoming of others, but we need all of our members—young and small to understand the basis of our pack."