Stone Circle I smell children

The woman's voice was soothing even if he couldn't quite understand everything in his terrified state. The overall effect was mostly successful—he felt safe there with her, although it didn't erase the icy fear that his loved ones wouldn't return. He pressed further into her if that was even possible, burying his face against her paw as he waited in agony for things be over. 

There were more sounds of fighting, and the shivering of his protector. No matter how hard he tried to tune it all out, it was impossible to do so. Then the order from the large man rolled over him, adding to his discomfort. He recognized the tone, and normally he would obey a command from an adult. But right then, he was already too shut down to comply. He couldn't lift his head, he couldn't do anything other than be frozen against the nice woman, and that just added one more layer to his terror. 

It wasn't until he heard the rumble of his father's voice that he was able to lift his head, and he wasted no time sprinting over to him. He came back. Kallik repeated the words over and over in his head as he attached himself to dad's paw. Now he just needed to see Valette, his other mom. Where was she? Was she gong to come back too? He looked around frantically for the colors of her fur, all the while glued to his dad.