Stone Circle Luckily you are not a cougar

A harsh huff slipped through the female's nose, a plume of vapor streaming out as Valette explained. Valette was injured, and her father even more so. Who could have guessed that danger was right around the corner when Ira took off for her travels, nevertheless her stomach churned. She might not verbally admit it, but the mountain wolf could not help but feel it was her fault. At the very least partially.

Valette forced her head into view showing off the grazed mark above her brow and effectively snapping Ira's thoughts back to her words. As she mentioned her first scar, Ira's eyes drifted to the mark on her leg. It might have been an unfortunate event but scars could be a thing to be proud of. If Valette was proud of her survived encounter with the cougar she would not take that away from her. Very nice... I'll make sure to keep a close watch on the border. The cougar will not surface again. And if it did she would be sure to take care of it before it could hurt anyone else.