Redtail Rise a valentine

Redd’s mind wandered a different track.  They had no men of different blood save the hunt lead now.  Would Wealda too need to seek a mate come spring?  Her eyes cut to her mother, innately knowing that she would likely lay claim to any joiners who might seek to settle here.  Claimed or not.

She may even seek the hunt lead. If no other choices presented.  Perhaps it still would be her come spring, vying for motherhood.

They’re tired.  She replied, watching how one seemed to be subtly losing ground with each clash.  Its stance was not as rooted, and while it did not stumble, the antlers hung lower than his opponent.  

She knew they could find other game if Avicus did not wish to wait.  But she did not mind patience either, so that the opportunity did not slip past.  An injured loser might be able to flee and elude them.