Stone Circle you’re the closest to heaven that i’ll ever be

The familiar figure of his mother sent the boy eagerly prancing her way, eyes shutting lightly when her tongue raked across the top of his head. He smiled up brightly at her, his tail swishing gently behind him while he greeted her with a few licks to the chin. In all the excitement he had briefly forgotten about the news he wished to share, but his thoughts returned quickly and he gestured towards the borders with a swift point of his muzzle. “I protected us” he announced proudly, his eyes seeking the approval of his mother.

He assumed she would be happy with this achievement and would come to recognize the interest the boy was beginning to show in guarding the borders. But little did he know how his words could cause worry, for he was oblivious to the true threats that lied without of his reach and therefore did not think of them while he spoke.