Redtail Rise poetry

He came as soon as the call came. Masquerade was already there, and Avicus was pacing, which meant they had time.

He wouldn’t presume to tell her what to do when just as last year, instinct would do that job for them. Instead he remained and smiled a small smile, providing one eager wave of his tail.

That was as much celebration as he’d have until after; for now, he was at her beck and call. Anything she needed he would provide.

feel free to power play him as you like <3 if you wish!