Redtail Rise Book III: Chapter I

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Moon Runner regarded the Rise’s majestic lowlands from her perch and tested the wind with a searching nose.

Only when the other canine revealed himself did she become aware of his presence.

A low chuff. Crunching snow beneath broad feet.

Moon Runner’s head turned to regard the interloper. It was a dark wolf. A youngster male, by her measure. He had the build of a yearling: an imposing frame, still in the process of filling out, with disproportionate feet. Sky-blue eyes seemed inquisitive.

She clocked the bear skin across his shoulders. It was a peculiar habit shared with Cloud Dancer and Grim Tooth – one that Moon Runner never came to understand. Moon Runner might have once nursed this pup as Cloud Dancer’s treow, but it was so long ago… and the wild mind of Moon Runner would not be able to remember him.

The stranger circled her. Moon Runner approached, as well, on the bias with the intent to take scent. Her steps were assured, amber eyes curious. She had the confidence that if he was aggressive – she could easily escape. There wasn’t another wolf in the taiga who knew the Rise's many paths as well as she.

Who are you? Where are you from? What do you want? The spirit wished to know.