Cretatous Survival (Ash)

"Scowler, we aren't that far away, lets head back to where there's more protection, this canyon isn't good at all" She murmured and tried to stand.

He grunted sadly at her and moved to lay near her protectively, "I'm not moving the herd until your better" he said subbbornly. But he knew he couldn't keep the herd here for long, they were within the canyons, such a place where carnivores and scavengers roamed the plains. The herd was in much more danger staying, then if he moved. But he worried trics' state would deteriorate.

"Scowler, no one ever knows who's going to survive a migration, its normally the elders that go first, so the jerks love saying someone else besides them may not make it" She huffed as she leaned against her mate, "But I still have a high chance of not making it, you saw how bad I was when you came back, when the males migrated us I wasn't half as injured or sick as I am now" She explained softly to him, "I don't believe what they're saying, but there is a chance" She told him.

Scowler looked up abruptly, frowning he sighed and laid down, "patchy was telling me that the herd was speaking about your injuries, they believed you wouldn't last the migration" he moved a little inviting his mate to lay with him. He nuzzled her and frowned heavily, "I'm sorry if I'm angry lately baby, but with you and patchy as constant reminders that I failed to protect you, it just drives me to be more protective and possessive now that I have control back. When I heard that they were saying that didn't believe you would make it past the migration, that control was gripped away again."

"Because you were mad when you came back, I can feel it Scowler" She sighed.

Scowler huffed in irritation, digging his horns into the ground, "I wasn't talking about that trics, so long as they inevitably don't have a nest together I have no reason to take action, but you automatically assumed I'd started something when I went to see patchy." He huffed,

She sighed and slowly laid down, "Scowler, you just need to control your anger, let them drift apart like it happens every season" She said.

Scowler huffed, "I wouldn't be getting angry if you weren't making it so difficult not to, I've taken I've told you my view on flower, but that doesn't mean I'd go out of my way to cause any more disput after the issues been solved."

"This is a two way thing Scowler, you can't keep getting upset like this" She frowned.

He chuckled in anger, "I have a reason to get mad trics, you don't trust me. Your my mate trics and I need you to start acting it" he said angrily, though seemed to be calming.

"You're the one that keeps getting mad" She said lightly.

Scowler growled, "I thought we were past this trics" he said angrily. His breaths were deep and hostile much like his eyes.

"Don't make me do it Scowler" She frowned.

He recoiled at her words, huffing his aggression he glared angrily, "will you now?" He questioned dangerously.

"Scowler, don't you be causing problems again, or I really will leave" She huffed at him.

Scowler nuzzled her, "I was just checking on patchy" he says, moving to nuzzle her leg, he wasn't too concerned about the elders speaking, he knew from experiance the wound would heal as would the bone so long as it wasnt disturbed.

"I can stand at least" She sighed, nuzzling him softly, "What were you doing?" She asked softly.

Scowler moved to trics and nuzzled her, "how are you feeling?" He asked worriedly.

Patchy sighed when his father walked away, Trics had woken up and managed to stand, slowly grazing on a nice patch if grass and clovers.

Scowler looked to his son, yet didn't respond, he didn't want to risk getting angry again and putting trics in a more stressful position, he moved away from patchy toward trics.

"Mom always told me to respect the word of the elders" Patchy murmured, turning his gaze away from his father.

"You have no place listening to them patchy, nor do they have any place speaking of your mother, she will get better" he said and stood huffing,

"Some of the older trikes" He muttered, rubbing his snout into the ground, "I heard them a few minutes ago" He stated.

Scowler huffed, "us?" He questioned, he didn't like that such rumours were spreading about his mate.

"Mom's really sick you know.." He murmured quietly and sighed, "A lot of us are surprised she's lasted this long... And some are saying she wont last the migration..." Patchy sighed.