Redtail Rise blood born

It was done just as her blood began to pound.

Redd backed off as he bent, then regained his sure footing. His deferral had been swift, and she rumbled an appreciative note. He could have fought to blood, but he was wise. Pride was not worth pointless injury.

Still, to be done so soon. He was a warrior, and some part of her remembered that he had stood in rank with them before. It brought her curiosity.

Her demeanor shifted as she snapped towards him again, this time lazily and with no intention to land. Her movements were playful, but her eyes were wary. Now show me your offensive. She would see his strength in action.