Redtail Rise cantrip

Moon Runner feels Shadow’s gaze upon her. Her head does not move but her amber eyes peer at him from their corners. One ear swiveled.

I do not know, the spirit said.

She was loyal to the Rise, yes, but the bonds of blood directed her instinct. If her parents were to mate, was it not the responsibility of the litters from years past to help raise the new generation? As a yearling, Moon Runner would care, feed, and protect the young alongside Sister. If her family left the Rise, Moon Runner would follow.

Stressed by the dichotomy, Moon Runner huffed a sigh, and a plume of vapor puffed from her nostrils. Then, she shook her furs as if to release the heebie jeebies.

Her jowls curled in a smile as her body bent, tail wagging between her hocks, as she assumed a playful posture. Then, Moon Runner pounced upon the bone she had carried all this way. After all, she had intended to play with it together with Shadow!