Redtail Rise poetry

late/early post to not hold things up. Skippable! (Like in every thread lately XD)

If Avicus asked for him he would enter, otherwise he kept to the outside. This year seemed to go more smoothly. Perhaps it was experience, or perhaps it was something else. Either way, he didn’t need to intercede to ensure the pups were cared for.

Still he listened, stiff with fear and excitement.

He ducked his head rather than joining the howls, self-conscious about celebrating so early and so close to the den. He flushed with the warmth of pleasure it brought though. This was worth celebrating!

He kept an ear to the den, glancing towards it every so often, but unwilling to crowd the exit. He would check in before he departed.