Redtail Rise onyx

yes, mountain boulder longed for that time. and yes, as the daughter of their red eagle he had believed that blood star would want back the title she had earned.

but she did not, and it swiftly became clear that to label her wealda again was to force the title upon a wolf who did not feel herself worthy of it. she did not want it.

this jolted the man, though moon runner's mediating presence eased any sign of his hurt. 

their leader had always been an alpha female, hale and with the propensity for motherhood. the child named chipmunk saw this last in blood star, even as the risewolves considered what she was not.

change was a difficult thing for mountain boulder.

moon runner held the traces of wealda in proverbial teeth. mountain boulder swept them all with a look and then approached blood star.

his rumble was one of relief and welcome, dipping his great muzzle to take the scent from her withers and add his own.

their own.

his tail lifted over her own, and he did not hesitate because he could not. he would be wealda.

the yellow eyes found moon runner. he wanted her for huntlead, when she was ready. and to that end he would work now, believing that she should hunt while blood star took trēow. the eloquence of his expression spoke for itself. he waited to be affirmed in the role he had taken, though the dominant confidence in his heavy body said as much.