Redtail Rise silence

the rise is my home.

puhh' your 'hhmell here, she commands, and squats and urinates where she stands, layering the border with her acrid smell.

she tosses her head sideways for him to do the same, eyes insistent.

he will have his scent along these borders, alongside other Redtail wolves. he's one of them—

she'd always thought so, but hadn't wanted to challenge her brother's might. now she has young Ancelin to herself, and she will mold him in her own image. 

beyond worry for her brother, she is pleased.