Redtail Rise probability

Moon Runner watched the pale vagrant’s posture with an intense stare for signs of sinister intent. Despite her weak physical condition, the strength of her spirit had returned, evident by the fiery burn in her amber eyes. Her intensity was uncharacteristic… but perhaps the dire situation was amplified by Moon Runner exploring her free will.

The boy, she realized, was of a similar age. There was hesitation in his tone… and a steadiness that did not imply he was here to make trouble. Invisible enemies had attacked the Rise. The last thing they needed was a meddling interloper.

Father backed up Moon Runner’s defensive posture. Though they didn’t comprehend the stranger’s words, his open expression alluded to their meaning. Moon Runner considered this for a beat – and huffed. For a moment, she thought about chasing him off. She looked to Father and then decided to lope over to the boy and investigate.

She asserted herself with a tall posture that said don’t you dare try anything to compensate for her body’s weakness.

Her eyes glimmered. Head canted slightly to the side. Curious.