Redhawk Caldera i can feel your halo

He sniffled in surprise when Meerkat's nose touched his cheek. He'd heard his mother leave the den and had been distracted momentarily enough, that he'd lost his (very short) train of thought in the process. Meerkat spoke, and her story was just as confusing, and it hurt his head to furrow his brow in thought. "Bear?" He asked. "It was a cougar." He insisted quietly. There was a ringing in his ears that made it nearly impossible for him to focus for very long on anything. 

So when he felt his paw squeezed gently, and heard the word 'rest' he sighed softly, and leaned back against her, licking his lips. He had no idea how close they'd all come to facing another horrendous attack- but this time, at least, they had been left unscathed. Bronco fell back into the haze between slumber and unconsciousness, and would remember little to nothing of the conversation about the bear in the glen until a few days later.