Stone Circle A girl worth fighting for

Steph heard rustling in the bushes and silenced herself. Her tail wagged and she smiled as she pictured Moo coming through the brush to save her. But reality had  a rude awakening. The creature that presented itself was a lot bigger than her, but it was no wolf.

Steph had no knowledge of other predators, least of all the one that was smiling at her. What was a "snack"? She didn't know. Mom, she responded. Moo, she added. Maybe he would know the way to her den. Den? She questioned. She knew words, but not yet how to put them in a sentence.