Redtail Rise ready to start

Saturday’s Sunset was surprised to see the Man Who Hunted White Buffalo melt from the weave of young branches.

Redtail’s guardian, historically, had always kept his distance from the pack’s youths… and why shouldn’t he? His job as a warrior placed him in a tier different from their beloved Caru. The young girl could not forget his vicious and predatory mien, slathered in blood when hunting. She revered and respected him… so to have earned his attention gave the girl a sense of pride.

Her tail swished in a low wag as she greeted him by pressing her muzzle into his jowls. Then, she licked her chops.

Yes, show me! The spirit desired.