Redtail Rise Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque

Redd was annoyed with her sister for freezing.  This surprised even her; but there had been more danger here and Redd hadn't wanted to leave her with it. They should have slipped away the instant the larger animal came.

She relented when her sister came and bumped her muzzle questioningly.  Redd let out a small breath, then shook her pelt and looked after the pair.  Tracking might be dangerous.  Even Redd was not foolish enough to challenge a creature of that size, and with a child beside it, she and her sister might appear as a threat to something that could normally ignore them easily.

They could follow until they heard it, but not move close enough to be seen.  This time if the same happened, she would ensure Masquerade understood her, and shove her if necessary to get her to run.

Her tail twitched as she contemplated, then stilled as she looked in the direction.  Then she nodded, once, before slipping quietly into the brush in the way they'd gone.  She'd ensure Masquerade was on her tail, then try and catch a scent to follow.