Redtail Rise Needlework the way, never you betray

That term meant nothing to Atreus, so he only stared blankly. Of course, he knew they were extended kin of some kind but he didn’t see why this fact should overrule his entirely reasonable hatred, particularly where it concerned Masquerade.

He frowned thoughtfully when Ancelin pointed out that their aunt had punished her daughter’s misdeed. He glared at a point over his brother’s shoulder, ears twitching as his litter mate’s small voice continued filling them, now with reasoning Atreus could actually follow somewhat.

Capturing his sibling’s eye again, Atreus pointed out, You an’ me an’ dad can hunt together, making a point to enunciate correctly to avoid sounding childish. We don’t need them…

To prove his point, Atreus motioned for Ancelin to follow and began to march around the perimeter of the rendezvous site, searching for something they could hunt, just the two of them.