didn’t need this type. Heroic acts ended up on the news, and that was the last thing he needed.
“There was a mountain lion, and it did come in our vicinity, but Laney and I scared it off. I’m sure it wasn’t interested in eating anyone.” Lie. “It was down wind so I doubt it even knew we were nearby until we stumbled into each other.” Another lie. “I think we scared it as much as it scared us.” Well, the kid definitely hadn’t been scared. It was all a big adventure for him. Laney gave him a look of skeptical disbelief. It might have been either for his story or for her part in it, he wasn’t certain. She had come in at the tail end of the incident so she had only his word to go on. Devan gave her a shrug that conveyed ‘that’s my story and I’m sticking to it’. He needed to down play the incident from something horrific to a harmless animal sighting. He was the only one that had seen the animal coming in for the kill, and it was better if it stayed that way. The only response Laney gave was one raised eyebrow. It was a bit provoking and his mouth twitched reflexively. He pulled it back in before anyone noticed it.
Devan’s description of the account was still too much for Johnny’s mother, she became near hysterical at the potential danger of a wild animal and demanded to be taken back immediately. Nick tried reassuring her that the lion was most certainly long gone, but she either didn’t believe it or she was just too far gone in her hysteria.
“Okay, Brenda, we’ll leave right away. Let me just pack up the picnic area.” Nick grabbed Laney’s hand and pulled her away with him. “What exactly happened out there?” Nick demanded in a low whisper as they walked away.
Keeping his face averted Devan kept his ear tuned to their conversation. He sensed rather than saw Laney looking his way and tensed waiting for her to mention his actions in the woods. There was a definite pause before she answered. What had she seen and processed? “It basically happened the way Devan said. He became aware of the lion first and put himself in front of Johnny as a shield. He began shouting and waving his arms. By the time I became aware of it and started yelling the lion was already running away.” Devan threw a quick surprised glance in their direction at her account of the story. She’d held back on many aspects of story and he wondered why. “So the lion didn’t try to attack any of you?” Nick’s hands were on Laney’s shoulders. It looked as if he was barely containing himself from doing his own injury search of her. She reached up clasp his hands in hers. “Dad, it didn’t touch any of us,” Laney reassured him, holding his hands in hers. Nick expelled a deep breath he must have been holding in.
“So…then…Devan appears to be able to handle himself?” Nick seemed to gather himself emotionally as knelt to pack up the picnic supplies. Devan had redirected his gaze but could sense two pairs of eyes swinging his way. He did his best to appear nonchalant. The families were hovering around him as though his presence alone would keep any other predators at bay. If only they knew. “He seems very capable,” she commented, helping her father pack up. Devan couldn’t infer from her tone what she meant by that, he could only assume she was referring to his actions with the lion and hopefully not his flight through the forest. The trees, with any luck, had obscured his slightly abnormal sprint, and most people could and would discount the unbelievable thinking they had in all probability just imagined it in their minds and that it couldn’t possibly have happened the way they thought it had. Devan was hoping that was how she was processing the incident.