Redtail Rise new moon

Eventually Wealda would leave this to New Snow, return to check on the pups in the den before taking to the borders with defensive ire setting her pelt on edge.  This nervous energy drove her towards any action needed.

But for now she would remain and watch protectively as Moon Shadow drank, a silent and approving presence.  She was strong.  There was hope in that clear desire to live.

With a low, encouraging whine, Redd gave both a fond nudge to the cheek before she departed.  She would return later to see how things progressed.