Redtail Rise Mama, if that's movin' up

holidays stole me away!

New Snows ear turned toward the one who approached. Her honeyed gaze turned to take in the daughter of Red Woman; her tail waved slowly to see her there, too. It was all too tense, and New Snow yawned to dispel it within herself.

And then drew herself toward her girl, offering a fond nip-kiss. She looked to the wolf who reminded her of some wild, colorful creature she had seen in the trees she had not the name for. 

New Snow moved toward the daughter of Red Woman, and flopped unceremoniously beside her. She flexed her legs out and sighed, grumbling something as if in rejoinder. It had been some time since a moment like this was experienced, and with a huff New Snow realized she did not miss it. But, even if the season for it was wrong, it was the way of things.