Redtail Rise elderberry

sunrise had known of the birth of her siblings.

they look so small, so pudgy, so vulnerable. is this what masquerade once saw in flame stalker? she wonders this curiously as her fresh catch of a quail is sat off to the side, the mess of feathers spit from her mouth and lips as she lays down gently at the edge of the den. she knew mother would be protective, as well would father be!

there is a sense of curiosity and childlike wonder in her eyes as she sees this little girl before her. she hopes to not scare her, her head rests against the ground and she looks upon her little sister with such adoration, a gentleness that often sunrise only reserved for moon runner.

this was her parents' legacy, and soon a path she may follow. she's quiet, pondering, wondering what this little girl can see, can hear, can taste, can smell-- what exactly could they do when they are so small?