Redtail Rise Twin Flames on a Masquerade

Good, He mumbles, supportive of the coaching notion. Avicus these days was reclusive. The boy did not meddle with her affairs and left her to rove about. He'd missed her, but internally had his own fog of doubts—she was yet to reclaim Wealda. It was disappointing.

Still, Masque continues, offering more information about their pack ideas. He saw it all as ships on the horizon. Despite their high opinion of him, the others would not be swayed as easily about his potential.

Truthfully, he did not care about the specifics.

Y’know, we got time, He posits gently. It is nothing more than a reminder, encouraging them to rest their mind a little.