Redtail Rise the sleeper

New Snow kept to the rear, watching the back of both her man and her little, growing girl. She was not so little anymore, New Snow observed with some pride. Well fed and well cared for, New Snow saw her husband in her. And in her furs, less known to the others, she saw another in her own family that had come before her. 

As they entered the Rise, New Snow looked and smelled around them. Saddened to know that the eldest of her adopted daughters had gone, she knew it was for the best. Wolverine would find her way and do well in the world. New Snow and Mountain Boulder her raised her in such a way, as best they could take part.

And here… well, New Snow still trusted her own leader as it stood. Red Woman was capable and strong. Surely she would understand the actions of Mountain Boulder for what they were, though even New Snow thought intervening for sentiment to be potentially troublesome. Other times not, though—she remembered the appeasing licks of brother when even New Snow got in her mothers way, and his behavior had tempered the woman enough to prevent any physicality between them. 

New Snow, having arrived now, loosed happy whines and began to work her way around to assimilate once more to exchange scents and blend again into their ranks. She did not think Red Woman called them back to punish them—but she approached her a little slower all the same, loosing appeasing whines and flattening her ears atop her head.