Redtail Rise Now we got bad blood

One of the new folks maybe? @Smash @Mercury

Moving was still agonizing, especially without the healing balm that Blue Willow was making for her at Blacktail Deer Plateau, but Saena almost relished the pain. It was a sharp reminder that the only wolves she could trust were those at the plateau and those here at the ridge. Her father's word was as cheap as piss-water now, and any amends she'd made with him were shattered. He'd invited her to his home only to sentence her to death at the fangs of his witch wife without intervention. She would never, never forget.

As she prowled along the borders of the Rise, slowed by her injuries, it was with a sharp and determined eye upon the horizon. So help any wolf who thought to trespass on her lands, and so help any Redhawk wolf that set foot north of the Sunspire range and was spotted by her. Patrolling wasn't such a drag when she had something to look for, though the likelihood of anyone from the Caldera coming to the north, let alone near her pack, was low at best.

Saena stopped her patrol when she reached the river on the west side of the ridge. From here, she could see the sun glinting off the distant sea. As she bent to lap at the cool water running past her paws, she kept her eyes forward, on guard, something she never would've done before. Redhawk Caldera was in the east, but she couldn't trust that an assassin wouldn't come from the west either... though it was paranoid of her to even be thinking it.