Redtail Rise It is better to yield than to come to misfortune through stubbornness

Carrion’s eyes flickered like lanterns in her dark face. She felt Wealda’s approval and liked the warmth that it gave her. She wasn’t entirely sure what use such a feeling was just yet, but she would puzzle over that later. There was a more pressing question at the forefront of her mind.

Where does the raccoon get its ringed tail? A rise in her voice indicated barely contained stress. Carrion had never left this place for longer than a day trip. And no one in their ranks presently had any medicinal knowledge. How? she asked, a little more insistently.