Redtail Rise XLI

The call came to Lilia as a surprise, and with concern she moved to find Augur, to read him for herself, and parse from his scent and expression some kind of explanation. 

The scent of Avicus had not been renewed upon the borders and to Lilia, its absence made the entire Rise feel different. The perfume that she knew now lacked its most key, and beloved ingredient. 

Denial came to her first. She assured herself perhaps the Wealda had some business she’d not discussed with Lilia. Perhaps someone else knew- surely, she thought, someone did. 

She brought a rabbit with her knowing there would be mouths to feed. She could catch a hint of Masquerade’s scent in the area, but moved forward to sniff Augur, her gaze questioning, disbelieving. 

Still, denial.

Avicus wouldn’t voluntarily leave them, she felt sure of it. And if Augur didn’t know where she went, then something had possibly happened to her. Like Masque, she could not simply wait. She, too, would search, to try and quell the deepening pit of dread within her.