Redtail Rise Legends Are Made

Although his enthusiastic response brought a smile to Masque’s lips, they couldn’t say they hoped for the same. Several smaller litters might be manageable but suppose Avicus, New Snow and Lilia brought forth four pups each? The former and future Caru felt anxiety tightening in their belly as they realized this was quite likely a quandary the rise might face coming springtime.

If it is, it’s probably even weirder that I’m already worried about spring, the yearling replied with a light huff of laughter. They would elaborate if he wished, though Masquerade did not seek to steal the spotlight. What are you worried about? And what’s this about your dad? they queried gently.

Their golden eyes drifted over his face, a knit in their brow. It wasn’t just there because of Ancelin’s comment but because something else had just occurred to them. If Avicus intended to resume her queenship, then it was entirely possible—no, probable, Masque realized—that she would prohibit additional litters to reestablish herself properly.

They swallowed, trying to give Ancelin the focused attention he deserved, even as a voice in the back of their mind began to whisper.