Redtail Rise little lost one

It is only their son that emerges, and New Snow moves toward him with a flaring nose. She greets him with sweeping kisses that perhaps do little to clean the dry parts of his face. New Snow is only happy to see him, as ever. With a huff she gestures to what has been brought, so that he might explore this. He seems nonplussed, but concern is a weight in her belly.

She watches her man, to see if he noted their daughter. Perhaps she still rests; it took a moment for their son to emerge this rainy hour, after all. She lingers near their son, and peers around them, seeking anything unusual.