Redtail Rise jade

Pausing in her hunt, New Snow stood alert as the call rang in the distance. The wilds were a place where such challenges were familiar, and the Rise was no exception. New Snow then abandoned her pursuit and turned to head toward where her wayward daughter had called from. Blood Star had gone well before New Snow could reunite with her the first time, and for all of her frayed nerves with the sickness the Caru had determined that the risk was worth it if it meant seeing Blood Star once more.

It was perhaps the first time that emotion overruled instinct within her, which was what New Snow was ever lead by. Her compass. 

She flanked her mate, nosing her young. Instinct could not completely be ignored, and she was given pause as she sniffed the wind for sickness. New Snow would teach her young caution, even among those familiar, with returning journeymen. But her eyes were soft and warm and glad as she looked upon Blood Star.

It was good that she wished to fight, to return. New Snow had feared more when Blood Star did not wish to, and thought the sickness had indeed found her. But she could see now that Blood Star was filled with the essence of life, and perhaps new meaning.