Stone Circle Hello Hello

The boy felt a rush as he successfully made it away from the den. Oh, how he was happy to stretch his legs without feeling something weird in the air. Certainly, he was able to keep himself out of trouble for a little bit while he was out unsupervised, after all, he knew about the bison and he had no plans to go near the borders.

However, his freedom was short-lived as he heard a voice call out to him. The round boy skidded to a halt wide-eyed as his newly green eyes met his grandfather's. Er— She's...close. Close-ish. The den wasn't that far after all, but he was still avoiding the fact that he ran out here alone.

Do you need to talk to her? I can lead you back, she's just a bit slower. It was a blatant lie that hopefully he wouldn't be called out on, but maybe he would take the bait. She was still recovering from her sprained paw and with all the tending to Leta, slow was certainly something she had become.