Redtail Rise She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you

another child at the rise, this time a girl.

otter had fit in well among them. the hunt-leader answered blood eyes with a low chuff and a butt of his head, mutual respect between rulers.

and then he turned to the little one. she was a starveling, half-clinging to life. new snow had no milk of which he knew, but augur carried meat in his belly.

he lapped at her small jaws, assessing her strength to see if she would beg in the way of wolf cubs.