Redtail Rise rise,

there was still trepidation within mountain boulder for this. he had not yet sought out thorn caller, and now as new snow's fragrances filled the air, he knew he would not for some time.

it was not dislike nor fear; mountain boulder regarded the young caru as one of his own and always had, since their conception. but they had chosen their mother's ways and mother's blood over new snow, over establishment and organization and peace.

the den in the bloodwood was not forgotten.

mountain boulder answered her call with a proud one of his own, then moved to meet new snow, covering her face with kisses, his tail waving joyously and his whines a low, steady croon.