Redtail Rise who want the smoke? who want the fade?

The touch of Dry Creek’s fur made Moon Runner realized that she was lonely.

The spirit contemplated this as the pair regarded Nova Peak. Dry Creek had a wistful expression. It alluded to some kind of connection…. which wouldn’t be unexpected, considering the proximity of Blood Spot’s pack to the ocean.

Her attention seemed to turn and Moon Runner was happy for the break. She began to pant in a relaxed and casual way, enjoying her friend’s company in silent conversation.

It made Moon Runner’s spirit wonder what kind of position Dry Creek held. Was she Trēow too? Likewise, Moon Runner gleaned the scent of Dry Creek’s family from her pelt. Maybe they were both elder sisters to the year’s new young.

She turned and sniffed the ground, looking back at Dry Creek as if asking her to follow.