Redtail Rise red and orange dahlias

Red Eye showed interest which made Saturday’s Sunset’s tail curl with delight.

Maybe someday, one of them would be the Ulfhedinn of the Rise when Father retired.

She led Red Eye through the forest, whose colors had just begun to change, until they crossed a path. The girl’s nose flicked to indicate a cloven hoofprint in the soft dirt. A pile of scat nearby. Mule deer… and, by the thick scent in the air, it seemed they used this trail often.

She licked her nose and tilted her head as if to ask what Red Eye thought.