Redtail Rise nesting

when her time was near, Avicus had been reticent to let anyone save Ashlar close. perhaps that's why she lingers at the fringes of the woman's periphery now, remembering her own prenatal irritability. an unusual sense of restraint from the red wolf.

eventually, it ebbs.

how are you? she asks, after a gentle bark to announce her presence here. she pads comfortably toward Augur's. . .mate? he holds her dear; she knows that much. 

she wonders why she doesn't feel the same sense of possessiveness toward him that she does with Prophet or Ashlar; Augur seemed to belong to all of them and none at once, and more of the earth than of anyone else's claim.

we have a heal'her, if you needh, Avicus offers, eyes wandering over the new densite.