Redtail Rise Burning

Her brother seemed enamored with the stranger.  Redd watched him curiously and wondered why, but she felt no compulsion in herself to join in.  When the invitation came she blinked and considered it.  Hunt together.  She had never hunted before.

Perhaps.  The hunt meant the scent of blood and the promise of food.  Both of these were good things and to learn to get them herself would be better still.  The man came often with gifts.  She could learn as well.

As she decided she came slowly forward, closing some of the distance and watching Prophet intently.