Stone Circle Bitter

The roan wolf pulled away as Evergreen pressed himself to the earth, ears flattened. We all have spirits who haunt us Evergreen... She could not say that she understood how he felt, she couldn't possibly relate and she was not one to lie for sympathy. The state Thistle was left in was more than enough to haunt any sibling, but now the bear-wolf was plagued with the thoughts that it was his fault. How was he to know? Not to mention whatever creature he fought had nearly taken his own life too.

Things happen that we can not predict. If you had arrived sooner, perhaps you would be dead now too... Ira paused not sure how to ask her next question, but after some thought, there really was no good way to bring it up to the man. I need to know what it was Evergreen.