Stone Circle This is what we eat

New Round!! Slight PP @West let me know if you are cool with it.

Valette smiled at all the excitement and curiosity of her little ones. Curiously enough, Clay seemed to walk around the circle. Though the mother would not push him into doing anything he was fearing. Perhaps some gentle coaching later. She didn't have time for that, as soon as she mentioned the bison and that it was food, West ran towards the bison while Newt, Clay, and Leta looked like they were ready to crawl under her. "WEST Come back!," she called out almost at the same time Newt called out for him. Which seemed to have caught the attention of at least one of the bison.

"Stay," she commanded the other three as she leaped forward to rescue her pup. A loud snort came from the bison and stomped his foot in a warning not to come closer. Valette caught up with West and nudged him back to the circle. But they were rather close to the immense beast and soon after she heard the rhythmic stomping of the bison charging towards her. Valette snatched West by its scruff as the bison was on the mother's heels trying to trample and give a good headbutt with his horns. Valette's ears were back mostly to listen if the sound came closer. It was not easy with a plump pup hanging from her jaws that was rather heavy.

Valette jumped to the side, knowing these beasts couldn't turn on a dime as she did. But with the added weight from her jaws, her paw folded over under the weight and was soon making a summersault into the long grass. In her fall letting go of West. Valette had no time to think of her injuries but as she got up she sank through that left front leg once more with a soft yelp. Her eyes instantly sought for her son and nipped him hard. "RUN, to siblings. Go," she demanded. She made sure there was no room for argument.

Valette heard the stomping get closer as the beast turned. Instead of going after her pup Valette charged the beast on three legs. Her ears flat and teeth bared. The female was as big as she could make herself and as loud as she could with snarls. The mother wasn't going to approach the bison head on but made more of an arch in her approach to the beast, coming towards it with such ferocity that only a mother could have. She would die protecting her children. Coming from the corner of the bison's eye, charging from the grass the beast turned away from her teeth. Both seemed to be mother's protecting their young. Valette was relieved to see the bison abandoned its attack but did turn and keep a close eye on her. It was clear that the beast would attack again if she took a step closer. Valette decided she was going to respect that and limped on three legs towards her children and the circle.

She probably strained her paw. It hurt to put weight on it and she would probably need to cool it in the stream later. She hoped that this was a good lesson about bison and how dangerous they were. Hopefully, the sprain wouldn't take too long to heal. She went back to her children. She would do anything to protect them even with them being foolish, running into danger like that. She approached her children, going up the slope on three legs was rather exhausting. Her eyes were looking for West trying to see what he had to say for himself but also to check if all four would get the lesson they learned today. Bison is not a friend.