Redtail Rise Yeah, he's trading in his Chevy for a Cadillac-ac-ac-ac-ac-ac

His hope was beginning to wear.

Another search, and no sign of his mother.

However, the scent of blood in the air made his heartbeat quicken. Lilia was approaching and announced herself with a muffled growl. He could see she had brought a captive with her, one that he had never seen before. It had a freakishly flat tail, paired with a stout body. In protest, it occasionally twitched and wriggled in her jaws.

The Bearn abandoned a hunk of bark he had been chewing on, which had cost him a few puppy teeth within the week, and wandered over to see what the fuss was about. His gait was lacking in its usual enthusiasm. 

There, he stood in silent observation, assuming the pose of a stalker as he waited for Lilia to release the creature.