How now brown cow

*Valentine* · 03-10-2019, 03:15 PM

Valentine was returning to Legion with two of his grandsons in tow. More than anything else the old king wanted his family to be close knit so he'd resolved to do what he could to bring the factions back together again. His family had scattered after Imperium disbanded, each going their own separate way. The rise of Legion was fortuitous; it gave them all a chance to unite once more and become the close family they'd been just a few years ago. Sure, the family today was very different than the one that had been around in the Imperium days, but Valentine was confident they could have that again.

It was with that in mind that he'd dragged the two nearest grandchildren out for some hunting. The trio had bagged and feasted on an old deer together. Valentine hoped that this activity and ones like it would bring together the youngest generation. They may not have grown up together, but they were family and at the very least they had that in common. Surely they shared more than that and just needed time to discover it.

An angry bellow brought Valentine's head around. He turned just in time to see Jupiter backpedaling away from a baby bison. Its mother was stomping towards him brandishing her horns.Valentine was about to yell at his grandson and advise him to back down, but a series of huffing and stomping alerted him to another problem. The rest of the herd, believing one of theirs was in danger, had come to the rescue and now surrounded the wolves in a semi circle.

Well, hell. It was one thing to chase a herd of bison in search of an easy meal. It was another to be surrounded by a protective herd bent on keeping one of their babies safe. "Alright, boys. No sudden movements, try not to look interested in any of them. We might be able to just back out of this." The only way that was clear led up to the top of one of the knolls the buffalo hated so much. If they could reach it before the herd got brave enough to charge them they just might make it out unscathed.

The closest mother bison bellowed again. Even though her baby was almost within reach she was incensed that the predators had gotten so close. Her small dark eyes promised a goring if she got close enough to one of the wolves to stick them. Valentine was familiar with what bison could do. He had no intention of getting stomped on or stabbed today.

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