Redtail Rise pilgrim

Sunrise and Sunset, together again! New Snow howled out in greeting, and began to sprint toward where her family awaited. She herself had been elsewhere—neither the Bloodforest or the Rise, but even further tracking a migrating herd that the wind had revealed to her. Fortune favored the hunters, for it seemed they were naturally drifting the way of the wolves.

That was when the songs had first rang out! 

New Snow ran many miles, and had many more to go before she arrived. But her path was easy, and she ran through the same path she had carved on the way here. With the wind at her back, and nothing in her way, New Snow would be upon them soon! 

en route post!