Redtail Rise Legends Are Made

They didn’t know for certain, though they patiently waited for Ancelin to elaborate. Masque frowned at the list of names. The mention of Ashlar’s made them think about Mulherin’s paternity questions not so long ago. Perhaps it was for the best that they’d never bothered recognizing a father figure of any kind. There was only Avicus.

Masquerade huffed a laugh at his bantering advice, which made them think to say, Caru is my truest calling though. I’m neither a mom nor a dad but, for what it’s worth, I’d help out and support you however I could.

They exhaled through their nose, thoughts bouncing around for a moment as that voice whispered even louder. Inevitably they thought about the ridge. Masque’s eyes even drifted that direction, their teeth snagging the inside of their cheek momentarily.

Returning their gaze to Ancelin, they said, Have you and Lilia ever thought about spinning off, like starting your own pack? A sister pack to the rise.