Redtail Rise serenade

one of the lighter brown boys toddles upright, and she gives him a gentle nudge, encouraging him forward a bit. they'd have to find their legs sooner or later—why not the former?

mmhm, Avi responds to Lilia, though she hadn't seen it herself. the girl had come to Redtail Rise two or three moons into her life (or so she recalled). but all wolves grew from this. even her.

as for the second question, she shrugs. none yehh', she remarks. names will come with time. and she feels that Ashlar, their resident bard, will be better with monikers anyway. it seems callous, but she's stuck on one-two-three-four for now. 

names will come with time.

he frien'ly, Avicus chuckles, dipping her muzzle at the wayward Mulherin. 

and so like this they stay for a little while, discussing pack business and the newest Redtails.

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