Redtail Rise Melt

It was a picture-perfect spring day.

Moon Runner had saved a nice, meaty piece of vertebrae for her siblings to play with. She carried the prize toward Mother’s den proudly. A pep was in her step.

It was then, she heard Blood Spot’s, @Masquerade’s, howl for Wealda.

It made the yearling stop like a deer in headlights. There was a conflict within her spirit. She loved Blood Spot, and surely Rolling Thunder was with her, but she also remembered the powerful display of dominance over her parent.

Quickly, Moon Runner urgently picked up the pace and hurried toward the burrow. When she arrived, Moon Runner slunk inside and wuffed for @Tuesday’s Twilight, @Tuesdays Dawn, and @Tuesday Afternoon to show them what she had brought.