Redtail Rise bloodstain

New Snow was uneasy. Rankled by recent events, she returned to her brood with fresh meat and rabbitskin. Depositing it, she looked around the rendezvous and moved to stretch, and then began to use her snout to inspect and be sure no trace of any illness had come near in her brief absence. 

She could not chase away the thought that perhaps they ought to, as a pack, migrate to a place no sickness had touched. This land meant little to her in comparison to the wolves it housed.