Redtail Rise blood born

What was there to acknowledge? She was kin to Avicus, by looks alone. She had taken control as the Wealda when her mother had fallen. Tulimaq had gleaned as much from the shifting scents upon the border, the occasional call from the Boulder or another; but he saw nothing worth reacting to.

Her teeth flashed, her head raised, her spine like iron; but whereas she looked like Avicus in passing, Tulimaq did not see the same fire. He had not hunted with her, fought with her, or bedded her. To the display he merely chuffed, amused by the show but otherwise disinterested.

His gaze remained fixed upon her face, with defiance shining even behind the growing cataract of one eye. There was a bristling to his neck furs, a squaring of his shoulders; as if to say, little girl, who are you really?