Redtail Rise sojourner

Moon Runner was pleased to see the child known as Storm Chaser showed interest in the changing sky. The pale sister’s tailed curled, pleased. She angled her muzzle toward the brooding clouds and took a deep breath, as if to point out the damp smell of ozone and petrichor.

Storm Chaser ran ahead and Mother came to Moon Runner’s side.

Proud Mother passed her daughter a wise look and the spirit understood.

Moon Runner licked at her mother’s chin.

Yes, her spirit said. My family is my home.

To care for her family had always been Moon Runner’s true calling.