Redtail Rise She will promise you more than the guarden of eden

New Snow moved along with Wolverine. She was appreciative of the pace which the girl kept, and this shone through her eyes that were soft upon the girl. New Snow bore love for all of the packs young, though she felt Wolverine carried great promise. Even despite not being born to this place, Wolverine was as much a daughter to the Rise as the other girls born to it. Particularly in New Snows heart, though it was far softer than the rest.

They approached the wolf nearly as large as Mountain Boulder. He made himself smaller, which pleased New Snow. Quiet sniffs revealed that he did not wear the scents of their enemy... but... the path he had traveled was similar to their own. The same woodsy scent; some salt; ...New Snow wondered at that, but knew that sometimes young men did follow packs—not for any malevolent reason.

New Snow was as a mother then. She stood a little taller as she looked down her nose at the young wolf. The season of Spring would soon be upon them. New Snow could feel this. Her gaze assessed. Did he seek to court her Wolverine? New Snow peered to Wolverine then, nostrils flaring. She would lead the exchange, and New Snow would watch the other... very closely.