Redtail Rise israfel

Time passed. Dynamics shifted. Relationships changed. Wounds healed.

Relic had caught news that Avicus, the true matriarch of the Rise, was back in form once again. The young wolves had considered stepping up. Only enough to ease the burden of leadership on Augur, until she had recovered. But Relic had shown no interest in stepping up to the plate. Not then. His place was here, by his mother's side. To provide, support and protect.

He had noticed Lilia and Ancelin spending more and more time together. Heard whispered exchanges of their affection. His cousin had won her. While disappointed, he did not remain bitter. He moved on, not one to be weighed down by matters of the heart. Were he meant to find a lover, she was out there somewhere.

Spotting her ruddy form, a vibrant blotch against the shadows of the incoming night, Relic called out in a deep bark. He quickened his stride, slipping in to step alongside her. Battle scarred and rugged, he carried himself proudly. A sons touch of the nose to her shoulder, a pleased growl in his throat.