Redtail Rise if you're looking for a savior, well, that's not me

He seemed to consider her words for a few moments and then stepped forward to rub his scent along her shoulder, the scent of the rise. Arielle was relieved, but only a little—she still had to find Ancelin, and she had no idea how he would feel about seeing her. And what of Atreus? Was he here too? Or was he gone like his father? They were questions that would be answered in time. 

Arielle followed the silent man across the borders and into the territory. Then she searched for her son's scent, hoping to track him down and ask that he give her another chance too.