Dawnlark Plains Switchback

If he balked at being thrust into the point position, he didn’t show it. Masquerade huffed in approval as he ranged ahead, the Caru trotting at his heels. They noted a quiet confidence in Mulherin’s approach to the task, which not only made them proud but also made them think.

Maybe you’ll be Ulfhedinn one day, hmm? they quipped. Have you ever thought of leadership? they wondered.

He was probably too young to even consider such things. And nobody would take him seriously, except perhaps for them. Relic had fumbled his opportunity at leadership. Redd was gone. Nobody seemed to think Masque was qualified. But maybe one of the younger Redtails could be a rising star, doing justice to Avicus’s legacy and memory.