Redtail Rise lady i think your guess is as good as mine

just a cameo unless addressed! edited!

winter hawk stays close to white feather’s flank.

since dark spine vanished, he does not stray far. his presence is quiet but constant, a ginger shadow to her step. when the salt-scented child stops short of the boundary, his head lifts and his tail rises in a clear, steady flag.

she is not a threat. she is lost, he looks to wealda.

his posture softens a fraction. he lowers his head slightly so he does not tower more than he already does, feathers at his nape stirring with a quiet breath.

his gaze shifts once to white feather, deferential.