Stone Circle This is what we eat

Unlike other times the boy had been warned, Valette had no need to repeat herself. He fully understood the risks now experiencing what could have been much worse first hand. She reassured him that there were no ill feelings and he was forgiven, but that did not change how he felt. Newt poked at him offering a few licks of his own to which he gave one in return before looking back to Valette, Yes, Mama.

Next time he would be careful, he still wasn't sure how a wolf was to take down one of those creatures, even in a group, but he wanted to see it. Something that big had to be tasty. They would likely have to go back to the den now since his mother was injured, hopefully, his siblings weren't mad he cut the trip short. A pout still sat on his lips as he stared out at the plains, but at least he was no longer close to crying.