Redtail Rise Ghost Buffalo

When Augur joined them, they tensed only to relax the moment his head made impact with Masque’s shoulder. Focus, they reminded themself, tail breaking into a slow sway as they nibbled at the Ulfhedinn’s jaw.

If there was anything that could perhaps unite the pack and restore its cohesion, it was a big game hunt. They could tell that Augur was not deterred by the storm. Their lips pulled into a wolfish smile as they took this cue from him.

Raising their muzzle, they summoned @Redsky, “@Fifth,” @Mulherin and “@Pupper” with a low, ululating howl. Masquerade knew the pack’s adult members would overhear and hopefully come as well.

They dropped their head and gazed at the herd, moving like ghosts across the plain. Thunder growled. Lightning snapped. Masque’s fur stood on end as their pulse quickened. They bumped eagerly against the leader, riling with bloodlust.