Redtail Rise the teeth of seven thousand men

queen.
she'd done well here but she was right; in his marrow, she was right. only avicus would ever reign in that way here, and now that she'd come back, ancelin sensed there might be more tension to come. lilia's rank made her eligible for rights she didn't have before, but avicus hadn't been part of her ascension, either. ancelin knew how things were and accepted them, was even encouraged by them at times.
but the blame for relic still occupied a good part of his mind. 
"you wanna leave now? or — travel, check things out, come back." come back to fall shifting toward winter, where the wanderlust of young wolves peaked in order to establish new reservoirs of life and related packland.
"say the word." ancelin waved his tail once to punctuate, eyes blazing into her own with resolution and excitement.