Redtail Rise We all see the door, hoping it'll open something in a major way.

Redd had been too focused on the conflict in Masquerade and New Snow to notice Riley’s disapproval, though seeing him now, she remembered his presence.

For a moment, she wondered if she was to be challenged so soon… an assumption that led from the newness of the role, and one that would no doubt die as the days passed.  When he showed clear deferral in his posture, she quickly relaxed, dismissing the notion before it even reached her body language.

She touched the pelt with her nose, intrigued somewhat by it.  To kill and preserve the pelt was a foreign concept, and she wondered where he had picked up this idea.  She had only ever seen such things torn inevitably in the hunt.

We’ve not met.  She said, raising her eyes to him.  It was a statement of fact, but it was also a quiet invitation.  She wondered if he might explain.