Redtail Rise you're such a strange girl

stealin all your threads <3

When Redd saw Ancelin she stopped and did not approach, not as she would her siblings.  She remembered their hunt but fresher was the memory of their combined slight.  She had never before felt excluded.

The angry one was not there but that did not mean the softer one would not harden against her presence.  She did not need the company, yet there was disquiet there.  The pack should be in harmony.  She disliked being a source of its fracture even at this age.

Then the rain started.

She looked up as it drenched her, but remained in place until her ears caught his swear.  She knew a hollow nearby, the den of some long-gone creature, but would he join her?

She let out a low bark, then waited, glowing eyes transfixed on his shape through the rain.  Redd would try again. Pack superseded trivial grudges.