Stone Circle Lost and found

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Ira's paws carried her along the riverside. It was not unusual to see the female here as she made her patrol trips. She liked to be thorough and the forest calmed her. She never really did like sitting out in the open, but that was likely due to the mountainous terrain and forests that covered her homelands. The plains were just...too plain.

A scent only vaguely familiar filled her nose as the wolf that rivaled her size came into view gazing into the water. The grey female recalled seeing his face once before, he was new, but she never got a name. Ira trotted a few paces past the male before stopping to look back. There's no need to stare so intensely, you'll scare off your own reflection.