Redtail Rise XLV

Masquerade did not want to leave, though they felt they might have no choice. Who wanted to be part of a pack that didn’t recognize the merits of anyone who didn’t fit the ideal mold? It made them feel worthless.

The movement of the Ulfhedinn’s head caught their eye. His ears splayed as he looked off into the distance. There was something abashed about his demeanor, which didn’t sit right with Masque, despite everything.

Swallowing their bitterness, the Caru moved to flank him and nosed at his chin. They only wanted respect, not to disrespect anyone else in the quest for it. Masque sighed out a low whine.

For whatever it’s worth, I think New Snow should be Wealda, they revealed their secret thought. She is the best of both worlds: a carer and a killer.