Redtail Rise dreams didn't make us kings

Thursday's Dawn is not quick to join them. New Snow leaves her for now, watching her son for a moment before joining him. Her eyes were bright as she watched him pounce upon the sunlight, and she thinks he has it in him already to be a good hunter. Her tail waves as she huffs happily, turning away as she presses her nose to the earth.

She is quick to find the small place she had stowed the skin @Amalia had gifted to her. New Snow was not a woman of true sentiment, and had not foreseen the use of this gift up until now. She had saved it, for one reason or another... and now, she saw it fit to gift to her son. His growing teeth could utilize it, she determined... but also, it would make good practice.

New Snow dug the prize out from where it had been stored beside the whelping den. And she trotted toward him with a happy step, shaking the skin temptingly before laying down. She hoped his curiosity would cause him to come toward her of his own volition.