Stone Circle Heartland

His teeth chattered lightly in anticipation as he awaited her response. He hoped she would like it, even though it perhaps needed a bit of renovations, and some added comfort of bedding which had long since been stolen away by other nesting creatures. 

His ears lifted, and his head tilted at the sound of his name as she withdrew from the den. She looked fascinated, he thought, which was a good sign. His lip caught on his teeth as he closed his mouth, tilting his head from side to side as she spoke.

There were only a few words he understood. Problem. Name. Den. You. We. From her tone, he discerned that he was being told something, and then asked a question. He did not understand what it was she wanted, and felt lightly ashamed. Perhaps if he hadn’t gotten lost, he might have learned more English. He missed Ike- he had been a good friend, and a capable teacher as well in spite of his youth. 

”Say…What?” He asked softly, hoping she might simplify. As much as he appreciated that she spoke to him as though he was intellectually capable of understanding, the language barrier proved to be a slight buffer between them.