Golden Glade A Whole New Home

Charley knew of humans, knew the things they were capable was. He pictured them in his head as her words, and a shudder ran down his spine. Yes, he knew what she meant, he and Emory had traveled a lot and humans were a known thing. But the King had been so far lucky enough to be unaffected by the ugly beasts. He had already noted the circle through the denmother's ear, and assumed that the two things were one and the same. A scowl darkened his inky face, nose wrinkling to pull up his lips and show the tips of ivory fangs. It clearly wasn't aimed at her, however, as his blue eyes glared down at his own massive paws. 
              "Humans, think they can take whatever they want and do whatever they want. I'm sorry you lost your babies, Heartha, I am. If they were taken alive though, maybe they're still alive out there somewhere."
He tried giving her some sense of comfort, licking behind her ear as she bowed her head. She seemed a little better with his help, and that brought a soft smile to his maw. Looking around at her final question, he shook his head and led them back into the Glade.
                                   "We're done here, for now. We aren't the only ones who need to leave our scent, and if we do it all then nobody else will."