Redtail Rise You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through

Silence. 

Were they being willfully ignored, or had the Rise truly fallen? It had been with such ferocity that the Redtails had defended their home, insisted that it belong to their blood, that it seemed impossible that they would relocate unless something dire had happened. Fire had once ravaged the area, and yet the forest sprang anew, strong and growing, from the ashes. 

Whatever had happened to the wolves of the Rise, they would likely do the same. If she had had the power to summon flames, she would have rekindled the flames that had destroyed the Rise long ago, hoping it might cause the Redtails to stir and fly from the crackling embers. 

She soared alongside her mate, trying to find some unhealthy delight in finding the Rise abandoned, but spite did not come to her easily. Not when she had loved so many that had lived here. 

She chuffed, and veered in the direction of where Mountain Boulder and New Snow's den had been. As the pack's last remaining pair, she thought there might be some chance they survived here the longest.