Redtail Rise Phoenix

Redd tipped her head, warmth for her sibling’s agreement filling her as she kissed Masque upon her chin.  She would look to them for guidance, but was relieved to hear that they recognized her reasons.  Redd looked to a future of a mate and children as a pragmatic reality, a duty she would fill, but not an unwelcome one.  One day her daughters and sons would fill this Rise and strengthen it.  Not as heirs, necessarily, but as the heartbeat of a pack that would continue to thrive.

Hunt-wife deserves it.  But if she will not fight, I will stand.  She agreed, accepting her condition without complaint.  It was Wealda’s right to appoint those worthy to places of leadership.  It would be Mulherin’s responsibility after to prove he could hold it.