Redtail Rise bloodsnow

She rumbled both her disbelief and her displeasure back, her stare unchanging.  Pointless injury was never necessary.  That he refused to see this meant he disrespected his, and her brother’s, contributions to the whole.  She disliked this.

It was not her place to punish, but she did not hide her disapproval as she fell in step beside and followed.  She wouldn’t spurn his invitation.  She explored the scents, seeking anything amiss, and allowed her pelt to graze along the tree she rounded.  Spring meant losing her thick under layer, and the itch could be eased while she marked these places as theirs.