Redtail Rise Þief

she's happy for both her daughters in the moment. Redd surges forward with Relic, worrying at the soon-to-be carcass, but Masquerade remains behind, concerned with her mother's welfare. perhaps she'll take after Ashlar after all, despite lacking his blood.

Avicus presses her muzzle against Masque's cheek, sighing briefly. i'm fine, her body language reads, even as she staggers upright and moves, slightly halting, toward the kill. to Ashlar, she flashed a look not quite a smile, trying to reassure him with her eyes.

i'm hungry, she thinks. it has to be written across her face.

Avicus plunges into the cow, devouring flesh and viscera in desperate gulps. she is strong; she must remain strong. after a few breathless moments, she lifts her bloodied head and gestures toward the pack to join her, especially encouraging the remaining youngsters to come close.

Atreus is missing, but she won't notice until long after the fact.