Redtail Rise The story of your little success

They were a tight band as they wandered to the Rise's edge. Despite the complex feelings that hounded him Ashlar truly enjoyed the travel. He stole glances at both of the children often; Chacal too. She was the only one to really return them and her eyes were kind whenever he found them. He warmed, and his heart stuttered, but he didn't comment on it.

I'll call them. He said softly, watching as Etienne placed himself in front of his sister. They were close - she'd been his focus the entire trip. Ashlar had never had siblings but he was glad that Chacal had been gifted with more than his mother had. It had to be lonely, to be left behind by everything you'd made.

It hurt a bit to think of that. Ashlar lifted his head and summoned the two of them, including the message your mother is here. That would bring anyone else who might want to be involved in the discussion of where they might go next. He hoped that everyone was friendly - he saw no reason not to be.

Still, he shifted a little nervously, even while he gave Chacal a smile meant to reassure. There was no reason for them not to come.