Redtail Rise In the Faces of Cats

there's a low call in response, 'on my way'.

trotting towards the caru with a respectable stature, sunrise does her best to offer a kind brush of her muzzle against masque's shoulder. with the new dynamic that has shifted the rise with the old woman's death, sunrise has looked towards the older girl with a different sense. there certainly lingers a sense of affection towards the girls no doubt, especially for masque. however, something lingered inside of flame stalker's heart.

perhaps it was newfound respect and discipline, or simply the desire to stick with her job and not cause a stir of trouble. either way, the daughters of the red woman were placed on higher pedestals now, and even sunrise was careful in her approach.

her head would swing in the direction of moon runner's scent, hoping that she may decide to join them as well.