Redtail Rise blue halite

The space between them shrunk and the male made placating signals. However, the closer they grew, the stiffer Moon Runner became. A saline scent clung to his furs, from a place she had never seen, that reminded her of the intruder from once upon a time. She stood tall and watched him closely as the hair along the base of her tail began to prickle, activated by being so near a stranger.

Then, the vagrant broke the tension with an invitation to play. Moon Runner shook her furs to get rid of her heebie-jeebies. An ear turned towards him, interested and wanting to join, but the yearling decided to play coy instead. She tiptoed towards him, as if she could break out into zoomies any second, and gave him a low growl, asking for submission.

Show me respect, the spirit said.