Redtail Rise Do not attempt the impossible

After scarfing down what little she had left of tender, rotted meat that morning, she thought of the next time she should sleep next to @Saturdays Sunrise. The fifth of Avicus’ children dreaded it, but she had a system. Which meant lying near to even those she felt less than fond of.

Sunrise, in particular, was a tricky subject for her. She had been strong-armed by the girl before, something she wanted never to repeat, and the last two times she had chosen to sleep near her, the girl simply wouldn’t stay put! Always scooching nearer. Always inching closer. It was all but unbearable.

Yet, she knew that she did not feel opposed to the idea strongly enough. Why else would she even think about doing it again? She blamed such consideration on the weather. It was cooler this day and without rain, making her feel slightly more forgiving.

With a huff, she steeled herself and began hunting for a scent of the girl. Perhaps seeing what she was up to at this early hour would persuade her one way or the other about sleeping near her again.