Redtail Rise amoroso

He spoke of peace but did not seem relieved, not the way Ashlar felt. Instead he seemed unsure. It hadn’t occurred to the bard, until that moment, that the rest of the Rise might also lack an understanding for things beyond bloodshed.

This is what I wanted from the start. He offered quietly, a soft and somewhat hesitant smile on his face. He would admit it even if it marked him different from the others. Home is where we should be, and I’m glad for it. He was lighter than he had been in months.

Buoyed by peace, but by other things too. Soon there will be pups. He glowed at the thought and watched Prophet, wondering if he knew and searching for the way to tell. He could not hold such a thing back and he thought, with her insistence, that Avicus would not mind. He loved Prophet dearly; if they were to be fathers, they should share this.