Redtail Rise they hang on every breath

Somebody new, somebody he did not immediately recognize.

She was one of the few women here. Although her age was greater than Avicus. As was her build. He did not know her, but he approved of her all the same.

She smelled of Tulimaq and he wondered if this was a hunter under him.

Prophet was not here to hunt.

He rumbled warmly to her. Then squared his shoulders some, an invitation to spar if she so wished.