Redtail Rise bistre

she could hear the lingering sound, an ask for her and her sister's presence. part of sunrise could feel nervousness, unsure of what this new wealda had planned for them. so much had changed within the rise, and yet it had little to do with how the sisters felt or worked. perhaps sunrise was meant to know more, perhaps she was a fool for not knowing what to make of this while event.

unlike her goodnatured sister who held onto morbid curiosity, there lingered a sense of suspicion in sunrise. but she swallows it, despite the bad taste in her mouth, as she stands with her sister closely and looks on, as respectfully as she can muster. her stance remains neutral, and perhaps a low swing of the head could be considered a small show of submission to this older girl.

she awaits for what it is she has to say to them.