Redtail Rise crocus

Yay!

While on the trail Moon Runner was discovered by the Rise’s newcomer.

At first, the yearling halted abruptly and her body became stiff. The Blod’s silhouette was a foreign one. It took a beat or two to buffer and take his scent by air. When her nostrils flared she recognized that this was the male she had detected with Wealda.

Her posture melted into friendliness. She put trust in her leader’s judgment of this wolf. He was a young-looking adult with odd pigmentation and sky-blue eyes. But his most noticeable feature, undoubtedly, was the patchwork scar that puckered the skin on the left side of his face.

Scar.

Moon Runner’s tail wagged to and fro, held level with her back. Her bright amber eyes watched Scar closely, but if they met the man’s gaze they would flick away. She didn’t want any conflict and did not know his character. She approached him on a curve, as if to take scent.

Who are you? the spirit wanted to know.