Redtail Rise the hunger games

Saturday liked her, evident by the high-pitched squeals of joy and tail wagging nearly a mile a minute. she'd wiggle about joyfully at such a light touch from Masquerade, confused as to why her sister was never in on such fun with her.

Mother grew to be a quiet distant form in the back of her mind. In the foreground, Saturday comes to shuffle closer, her own tongue coming to place a very well-meant (and perhaps messy) kiss on the nose of beloved Blood Spot. and if she was still enough, Saturday would let her own icy eyes attempt to stare into the Caru's own for a moment or so, desperate to fixate on something.