Redtail Rise the promise of youth

New Snow worried not for their wayward son. He had been reared to near adulthood, and knew the ways of the hunt. He was older, now, and prone to the ways of boys becoming men. She remembered her ranging brothers, and supposed he took after her more than perhaps he even knew. With two younger sisters, too, there was plenty for him to do.

Laving her man in a dozen kisses, New Snow paused long enough to sniff at his furs. She learned news from him in this way, and through rumbling conversation; she thought she smelled Wolverine upon him, and crooned a question. How is she? And noted the lack of Bobcat: no sign of him? with the tilt of her head.

When Mountain Boulder looked within, she lifted a leg so that he could better see them. New Snow nosed the object for them to try, and the two teething girls showed their proclivity for the hunt with their sure grips!