Redtail Rise Tideline

A small part of Moon Runner hoped this woman was a dispersal seeking a new start at the Rise. No wolves occupied their Fengtooth ranks and she thought it would be advantageous to have an experience, mature wolf among their ranks.

Yet, as soon as their saline-fringed scent wafted to Moon Runner’s nose, she knew this one to be Sapphiquian like Dry Creek [Chani] and Oak Leaf [Sobeille].

Dry Creek, in particular, had befriended the pale Trēow. Their friendship surmounted Moon Runner’s instinctual adversity to outsiders. This fact helped reduce her suspicion of the dark outsider, evident by the softening of the gleam in her amber eyes.

Goldfinch, thought Moon Runner, unaware that Wise Father had, too, chosen the moniker for Chacal. The iconic contrast of black and gold in her furs, and the melody in her voice was reminiscent of the brightly feathered songbird.

The woman acted respectful. Friendly. As if she was an old friend.

Moon Runner was perplexed by this, oblivious that they had met Wise Father [Augur]… and unfortunately his name in the common tongue would inspire no reaction from Moon Runner. Spoken language had no footing, here.

She approached Goldfinch with her ears forward, as if asking to share scent. Then, her eyes glanced down to the odd things the salt-wolf had brought.