Dawnlark Plains glass eyes

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the Redtail wolves do not own the plains as well as the Rise—but after Kanuk's death at the hands of a malevolent stranger, Avicus is wary of any unfamiliar face that dares to cast the barest shadow upon her land.

she sees the man first, a rabbit dangling from his bloodied maw. he greets a woman that digs—

digging. . .a cache? a den? did they mean to settle?

not so close. not on her watch.

Avicus lopes imperiously toward the pair, tail flagging up and lips lifting in a snarl. she thinks of seizing the prey from his jaws but decides against it, instead pulling to an abrupt halt some paces from them, lifting her chin and surveying them with a gimlet twilight gaze.

who you? she barks. why you here?