Redtail Rise the colloquy of monos and una

New Snow came too late it seemed, mouth bloodred from a fresh kill. She had been showing a remaining daughter how best to flush out rabbits from a warren—many successes, and several failures. One such success dangled from her jaws. Red Woman was quitting the scene, and New Snow chuffed her greeting with a pleasant mien. The offering, though, was for her summoner.

She sensed his distress and dropped it swiftly, rushing to him with attentive snuffles. No harm to him, not physically—to her daughter does she look next, but no harm to her either. 

Wolverine does look a little ruffled, and it is now her own distress is gone that she notes any tension. New Snow emits a grumble, not knowing yet that Red Woman had been its source—only betting that she departed to find it. Red Woman had always been on their side, and they hers. New Snow saw her as family, too, and so placed no blame anywhere. 

She looked and watched Mountain Boulder now, emitting another whine. The rabbit could wait.