Redtail Rise I

Ashlar had not found a place yet to keep the things he had gathered, so he'd taken to hiding them next to a certain fallen tree in the place where the burning had happened. It was fairly clean and easy to keep his plants from getting mixed with others, but it wasn't the system Baba had held to keep his own supplies. Ashlar would have to figure out how to dig a den like that, but first he needed to decide where he would place it.

He was tucking some clippings beneath when a wolf came up behind and whined. The bard's ears turned and he looked over, surprised to hear that sound. It definitely wasn't Avicus, and he hadn't expected any of the others to greet him like that. It was the new wolf, the massive one from the hunt, but he was approaching with a posture that was lower.

Ashlar swallowed, not sure what to make of it, but then smiled and lowered his head in a way that was meant to be disarming. Hi. Uh... I'm Ashlar. He had never, in his life, had another wolf defer to him.