Cretatous Survival (Ash)

Scowler circled the females again before coming to a stop once Spike laid down, giving a soft roar tauntingly.

Both females laughed as they watched, Trics chuckling as Spike tried to keep up, though was getting tired.

Scowler chuckled at the way his mate's joined forces to criticise him, Scowler continued to run from his son.

"You're just training another you" Came Oceana's laugh as the females watched Scowler and Spike, the young trike chasing his father with his head low, but his stance could easily be taken down.

"i have no idea what your talking about" Scowler chuckled, turning and purposely allowing his son to chase him away from Trics, purposely fueling the young trike's confidence and ego.

"You two are too much alike" Trics rolled her eyes and laughed, "I can only imagine what Patchy would have been like if things went differently" Shivering at the thought of multiple Scowlers.

Scowler looked back in amusement, noticing the charge, Scowler spun - humouring his son by stomping his feet dangerously and huffing loudly, giving a loud roar.

"Here comes Spike" She cooedan d laughed as the male identical to his father mock charged.

Scowler chuckled and stepped forward, grooming her horns and face gently.

"I'll warn you" She cooed and laughed softly, leaning into his touch.

"let me know if he charges" Scowler smirked and nudged her gently, his large form quite imposing, however, he started to gently groom her, focusing on her frill and neck.

"I think he's occupied" She chuckled and smiled as she watched the male, her mood seeming to have greatly improved since she had been taken back by her mate.

Scowler smiled at her, returning her call he slowly made his way over, noticing a large number of hatchlings around her, giving her a chuckle. He looked around, noticing the oldest and largest hatchling playing with other hatchlings in the herd, "is it safe to come over?" he asked teasingly, "or do I have to fight your little bodyguard?"

Trics gave Scowler a greeting call as she was laying beside the nest.

Scowler awoke some time later, yawning widely and giving a light shake.

Trics stayed awake to watch over the nest, her tail swaying softly.

The large male fell asleep some time later, snoring softly.

Oceana called back softly to Scowler ass he cuddled up to him, resting her head against his.

Trics grazed calmly once the hatchlings all curled up in the nest to sleep.

Scowler nuzzled Oceana when she laid beside him, giving her a soft call.

The females kept the hatchlings close, Trics offering Oceana a break, the other female nodding and laying with Scowler, Trics letting the pair rest while she kept the brood of hatchlings close.

Scowler noticed Tric being pushed around by another female, however, before he could put a stop to it he noticed Oceana chasing the female away. He chuckled lowly, setting his head down and allowing his eyes to close.

The females returned the male's calls, sticking close though found good spots to graze, even though Trics was better, she was still weaker than she used to be, when another female tried to chase Trics away from a good grazing spot, Oceana chased the aggressive female off, Trics and Oceana nuzzled one another before starting to graze.

Scowler watching the two females protectively, sending them calls every so often.

The two females stayed close to one another while grazing, the hatchlings stumbling and running about their feet, the females seeming to care for one another's hatchlings, treating all eight like their own.

Scowler laid down in front of the two females, yawning tiredly as he cast his eyes across the small group of trike's - his now two mates and their combined eight hatchlings.