Redtail Rise And I felt his blood pour fast and hot,

He appeared to relax too, content in his bed of leaf litter. The tip of Masquerade’s tail twitched like a cat’s as they observed him a moment longer, a smile tugging at the corners of their mouth. They then flopped over with a snort, satisfied with their brief horseplay and officially comfortable in Riley’s taciturn presence.

Masque drew a long breath in through their nose, their rib cage visibly inflating. They let it out the same way, settling a cheek against the cool October grass. The Ulfr let their eyes slip shut, their nostrils flaring as they continued drawing in the season’s many fragrances until their breaths deepened into sleep.