Cretatous Survival (Ash)

Scowler yawned and laid his head down tiredly.

(we should eventually do a skip to headbutting season especially now he has two mates to fight for)

The females both nodded, slowly relaxing as they started grazing.

"it'll be alright" he nudged her softly, laying down tiredly.

Trics sighed and nodded as she stayed close to her mate.

Scowler nuzzled them both in return, "if someone challenges me, everyone else should back off"

Both females rubbed against their shared mate, both unsure of what to do.

Scowler frowned, looking about, "i'mnot sure" he told them with a frown.

"What should we do then? Males are becoming dangerous" Oceana sighed.

Scowler frowned, he could see their point, "headbutting season isn't for another few months" he frowned, "short of tricking one of them into challenging me theres nothing i can do until then."

"I don't know... But what if they go on a rampage and hurt our hatchlings or anyone elses? It would only cause more problems" Trics sighed.

Scowler looked at his rallied mates, “like what?” He asked, he could hardly fight them all.

"Males have been taking a lot of risks lately" She pointed out, Oceana agreeing with her, "Something may have to be done.." She murmured.

“What’s wrong” scowler asked worriedly coming over to her.

"Scowler..." Trics gave a concerned look, frowning softly.

Scowler snorted at the two in warning after having chased them off. Turning back toward his mates and hatchlings.

Oceana looked up as she heard the males, frowning and trotting toward Trics and the nest.

Scowler frowned in the middle of the herd, he noticed to male's sizing each other up (he didn't recognise them from this distance), ready to fight. Scowler could only imagine it was over which of the two had sired a clutch. Scowler was eager to break up the fight, with headbutting season, not for another couple of months, Scowler wouldn't risk someone getting brave and challenging him or the fight spinning out of control and injuring someone. The large trike roared and moved toward the two males.

Once he came back, Oceana trotted to the water, taking a long drink before coming back to the family, nuzzling the hatchlings softly.

Scowler spent some time near the water, wadding in the water, grazing and drinking before returning to his mates and hatchlings.

Oceana nuzzled him and she smiled, "Ots just intinct" She murmured softly, grooming her mate.

Scowler chuckled at how Oceana professionally handled the hatchlings, "your amazing" he told her, nipping her side affectionately before he headed toward the lake.

Oceana huffed as the hatchlings all woke and began demanding food, she fed each one before they started playing about the nest.

Scowler smiled at her, steadying himself as she leaned on him, starting to groom her as she fed.

She smiled, leaning against him as she grazed, letting out a content breath.

He chuckled and knocked her horns playfully before turning and looking out over the herd.