Redtail Rise I'm not dead yet.

His name is Mulherin, Masque explained after patiently listening to his brief curriculum vitae, another of Avicus’s offspring, from this year. I haven’t been able to locate him in a few days. I don’t believe he’s here right now. I’m sure he’s fine but I’d like to track him down to make sure he’s safe.

It would be best if Tulimaq knew the younger male’s scent, they knew. Motioning for him to follow them, Masque began to plod along the borders, looking for any sign of a marker. It only took a few moments to find a trace, fading but still strong enough that Tulimaq should be able to read it.

Masquerade stepped aside to give him room to catalog their brother’s scent, then posited, We can also keep an eye out for herds while we look for him. We’re due for a big game hunt sometime soon, especially now that Ashlar and Tulimaq had returned and the pups were approaching adulthood.