Redtail Rise cantrip

Like his namesake, Moon Runner spied Shadow’s dark figure against the white snow. He had grown large since she had dispersed – a formidable Bjern trained to protect and guard the Rise. It was ironic that few threats bothered their borders these days. All of the violence came from within the beating heart of their tribe.

Moon Runner’s steps quickened, head turned to the side as she labored to drag her prize through the deep snow. When she drew near, the young woman dropped it for a moment and approached Shadow.

She stood before him and reached out to sniff his pelt, his face, his maw; the leather of her nose hovering just above his fur to glean scent -- where she inspected him alluded to their close familiarity. Her low tail wagged slowly from side to side and she emitted a calm energy.

Are you alright? The spirit asked as Moon Runner’s soft eyes regarded the young man she had known since his boyhood.