Redtail Rise to history

The Beserkr’s call rallied the Rise’s bambinos, who were all growing more independent by the day. Saturday’s Sunset, like any wolf juvenile, spent more and more time exploring her world. Nature’s little wonders captivated her: how squirrels buried seeds, or how the finch wove its nest. How a tadpole grew into a frog, or how the crow could find carrion from high in the sky. How dark clouds preceded a storm, or how a rainbow might reveal itself afterward.

Play became practice. Hunting, stalking, and scouting – oh, and wrestling too! The young girl’s dexterity and body awareness improved every day under their Caru’s careful tutelage. 

Her sister extended an invitation and so the Saturday twins traveled together. Saturday’s Sunset admires her littermate’s bold and animated personality. She was good at being charismatic and taking initiative. By comparison, Sunset was far more subdued and stoic. A quiet storm, like a sudden freeze.

They arrived to find Wolverine and their den-brother, who Saturday’s Sunset thought of as Shadow, waiting.