Redtail Rise Her Childhood Bedroom Catches Fire

The smell of food enticed New Snow to the lip of the whelping den. Mountain Boulder kept surveillance, but it was not him who brought her the meal. It was another she recognized, and knew well. New Snow had accepted, now, Thorn Caller. She did not snap at her proximity, as she was no longer a cub who might on accident harm one of them in the bumbling way of youth. Thorn Caller was perhaps the only one, other than Wolverine, who New Snow would permit so near of their age. 

Still there was some measure of uncertainty. Innate instinct. New Snow did not snap the girl away, but rumbled softly, a warning for her to proceed... but with caution. The note ended in a croon, the smell of meat causing her mouth to water.