Redtail Rise slate

So many answers and none were right.  There was no shame inherently in what had occurred and still her ears fell, posture following suit.  Redd did not blame herself for becoming trapped, but did blame herself for the extended absence.  She had not meant to abandon them, but abandon them she did all the same.

There were not words to capture the time spent lost in the dark, nor the painful yearning for home.  A hunt she barely remembered and the fear of following weeks.  None of this mattered now.

She barely registered the question; with the offer of food, she recalled her hunger, and she did not pause to argue as she took what was given.  Somehow their mother had returned as well.  She was glad to hear it, but all of that seemed distant.  She had no demands to make; Masquerade would handle her how they saw fit.