Redtail Rise raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

Saturday’s Sunset dashed after the squirrel with Wolverine, chasing behind her senior through the leaf litter. Every now and again, her excitement would burst from her in the form of yips and barks.

Lucky for their prey, the quick squirrel would not become wolf chow that day.

Eventually, the girl’s energy would wane. However, she would spend the night dreaming of the exciting chase… and small wuffs would yodel from her as she slept.