The Ring of Fire!

Sperla directed Dagrún to where a few rocks were and she started using her paws to roll them back toward the fire ring. Once there she started setting up the stones around the ring of dirt. "Good work, pup. Now we need sticks. Look for drier sticks of varying sizes for tinder. This will help your fire burn longer. We'll use some nearby dried leaves for kindling." Since it was fall there was plenty of leaves available. Dagrún nodded and started roaming about picking up sticks. Whenever she found one she thought was good she'd wander back to the kestrel with her tail wagging as she did so.

As she worked a dark-pelted boy appeared along with another adult who seemed to know Halla. She glanced at the older woman who nodded in greeting to Cairo. "Well, just taking in the last of the warm weather."

Dag left the adults to their grown up talk and focused instead on the boy who offered to help. She grinned. "Yea! We're gonna build a fire. Sperla's helping me My name is Dagrún Finnvi." She picked her stick back up and wandered over to the kestrel. The bird approved of each stick then showed Dag how to stack them. "Put the largest ones on the bottom and work to have the smallest ones on the top." Dag nodded and did so until her companion was satisfied.