Redtail Rise bistre

Moon Runner’s nose hovered just above Sister’s shoulder. She breathed her scent for comfort as they worked out the dynamics between themselves and the new Wealda. For the moment it felt like a stalemate. Then, New Woman made a sound. Moon Runner’s ears swiveled thoughtfully as she watched her gestures and parsed their intent.

It’s time to join the adult ranks, the spirit learned.

But do they respect New Woman’s instructions? Both sisters could easily walk away or test Wealda's resolve.

Yet Moon Runner does not choose confrontation. Her limp tail swayed agreeably before the young wolf loped a few paces away. Her muzzle ducked low to the snow as if to take the scent of prey. Amber eyes catch New Woman’s gaze.

I will become Ulfr, the spirit said.