Redtail Rise to history

As with most pack matters these days, Masquerade had mixed emotions as they lingered in the backdrop to bear witness. They were proud of the young wolves they’d helped raise, though despite Maleah’s input on the matter, it felt like the pups already didn’t need their Caru as much. This small ceremony officially drove that home, while also serving as a reminder of all their missing family members.

They looked from one youth to the next, flashing a small smile if any of them glanced their way. Masquerade didn’t move any nearer, nor speak to anyone, though their eyes tended to favor Mulherin more than any of the others as they waited for the event to unfold.