Redtail Rise Taco Tuesday

New Snow shifted her weight. There were many words. Her ears twitched at every familiar one, and she huffed quietly. New Snow looked to the limp critter Blood Spot had stomped upon in mercy. 

And when her name was said, New Snows ears twitched. She made way toward the duo, sniffing idly at the head of the cub before lifting her head to peer at the Caru with interest. 

The word hunt had piqued it; New Snow loosed a rumble, tail wagging behind her. It was a word she loved.