Redtail Rise splatter

His words did nothing to clarify and only opened an invitation.  Wealda still did not fully understand but she acknowledged the words with a slight relaxing of her posture and wave of her upright tail. She would come.

Further words felt needed but she had none to offer.  This wolf was a messenger of her sister’s pack and therefore still a stranger to them.  There was nothing of the Rise he need share and nothing of Wealda he needed to know.

Thank you.  The words were strange, she thought, but at least polite.  She would remain until he departed, not unfriendly, but clearly with little conversation to offer.  If this had been his purpose then it was accomplished.