Redtail Rise Twin Flames on a Masquerade

Let’s, they agreed.

They hadn’t meant to correct his enunciation, so when they realized what they had unwittingly done, Masque drew in a sharp breath. But Mulherin didn’t appear to notice, or if he did, he didn’t take offense. Although perhaps the incoming nip was his playful way of punishing them.

Laughing through their nose, they bowed their head humbly. As their younger brother moved off to collect his litter mates, Masquerade then tapped back into that energy from the elk hunt. They galloped after him. The hunt had been chaotic, yet the Ulfr would never forget that perfect moment when the pack had rallied to their cause.