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

Her ire was tempered by her husband’s attentive fussing. She snorted and licked her lips, casting her gaze through the old, branchless stalks of trees burned long ago by a forest fire. The place could burn again, for all she cared. It was dead to them now.

She scuffed her pawpads against the ground, and began to set off, convinced there would be nothing to find here in their old home. The Valley’th bettuh anyway, She huffed.