Redtail Rise I am the unreliable narrator of my own story.

patrolling, it was her best hobby yet, if one could call it that. leaving her calling card for the rise here and there, borders refreshed and lingering with a strong scent and promise of baring teeth should they be crossed. it was dark, colder, yet snow did not fall. sunrise had a harder time traveling where it became deeper, her bulkier body slowly becoming a hinderance.

though, she stops thinking of the cursed white powder as her nose brings another scent, fanning it like a hungry flame devouring the kindling and searching for its strength. pausing her tracks, she lifts, searching, pulling every detail around her. his smell was pungent, as if he were on top of her!

a rumbling growl leaves her, wondering if nearby ears may catch it. she does not see him, not yet at least.

asking for clarification! is he actually inside the rise, or lingering out? didn't wanna assume first in this post <3