Redtail Rise Burning

Redd nipped at her brother quietly in a rare show of childish affection, then froze as he refocused.  Her mind too went back to the task at hand.

She felt no need to compete with him for this.  Instead she instinctually split off from his direct route and crept around in an arc.  There was a possibility that he would miss and, if he did, the thing he hunted would run.  She did not want it to escape.

The instincts of the pack ran strong within her blood.  She would allow him first lunge and, in doing so, help to ensure their success.