Redtail Rise the duc de l'omelette

Masquerade spent a good deal of time sniffing at the dried patch of urine a few meters from the den, attempting to analyze its source. There was so much information contained in the smell, though it was in language she hadn’t fully decoded yet. She deduced that it had been left by something other than a wolf. She was fairly certain this mysterious creature had also been female. But that was the extent of her study.

After performing her analsysis, there was only one thing left to do: she buckled her legs and dropped onto her belly, then flopped to the side and began rolling. She thoroughly coated herself in the interesting smell, though it wasn’t until Avicus approached and summoned her children that Masque righted herself and leaped to her feet.

She stood there a moment, assessing, as Relic scuttled over to their mother. There was something twitching at her feet. Masquerade blinked and prowled toward them, quickly recognizing the animal. She saw them often, bounding in the distance, often scrambling up tree trunks. She had yet to see one up close like this, at least alive and intact. Thirst for both blood and knowledge drove her even closer.