Bearclaw Valley a dove is a glove that i wear on my heart

i asked stray if she wants to conclude this since Anna is on ppc - will edit an ending if needed based on her answer, but i suppose it's open now and the pup can be pp'ed to finish it off :)

The young boy was tossed by the predator. Tadec had moments to react, stretching himself out so that he might catch Marten with as much of a tender touch as he could manage between his fangs. The half-blooded beast was baffled at the thought of a bird whisking one of the young away. The valley did not provide them with the most ideal coverage; it was an aspect of the terrain that had caused him great alarm upon arriving there. With the young pup clutched between his teeth, the thief made a powerful effort to keep the whelp safely out of harm’s reach while the young boy’s mother waged war with the winged hunter. Tadec had seen young carried away before; it was a way of life, but he did not imagine that he could have sat by idly while the hawk made way with their future.