Redtail Rise Þief

A flash of black fur swept in front of him and Redd, blocking their path towards the Elk. He stood tall and defiant, ears pricked forward. Looking into his eyes with a challenge in his own. Ultimately, he stayed rooted to the spot. If not for his mother and the other adults he so respected, then he would have done as he wished.

Instead, he pushed past Ashlar just enough so he could get a front row seat of the action. Intense eyes darting back and forth, clinging to every single move of each animal. Ears flicking at each sound, or at the snap of teeth. He studied the hunt in detail, ready to join the fray when he was summoned to do so.