Redtail Rise Life in a bubble I blew

She had never left Shiprock, had never wanted to leave her birth pack. Then Smash had gone away and Dragyn had sorely missed her beloved older sister. When Smash had returned months later, heavy with pups, Drag had welcomed her back with her own brand of deep if understated enthusiasm, just as she had welcomed the litter her sister had subsequently birthed. In fact, Drag had grown so attached that when Smash left again—despite promising to return shortly—she hadn't been able to help herself. She had tiptoed in her older sibling's footsteps.

Now she had lost that trail and she found herself in a strange land, albeit full of familiar organisms. Although Drag was a poor hunter and had never really fended for herself, she suddenly wondered if Smash (and the rest of their family) would mind very much if she stayed here a bit longer. She just wanted to have a look around the place, see what was so wondrous that it had drawn Smash's attention not once but twice. Then she would retrace their footsteps back to the dry scrub lands of New Mexico.

"Okay," she replied simply to Reek's request, betraying nothing of her thoughts or intentions. Her tone was slightly distracted, as was her expression. "Adios, Reek," Drag said, moving off to trail around the foot of Redtail Rise, thrilled by the simultaneous strangeness and familiarity of this stretch of wilderness, as well as her own cunning.