Redtail Rise LIX

his gesture is met by a shake of her head; no. no, he'd done well in the hunt, though she hopes he'll stash it away for the Rise's benefit.

she cares little about the prey in this moment, only the wolf whom her eyes rest upon.

Augur, Avicus begins, straightening. her gaze is soft, quietly assessing. i. . .know ihh' nohh' been good here.

her shoulders lift, eyes swivel briefly in illustration of all that had transpired. 

and then: you truhh' me? she asks, her stare growing gimlet. i truhh' you—you are here.

if he had really been swayed toward Lilia's banner, he would have followed. and yet, he remains.