Redtail Rise three sundays in a week

as Masquerade's lengthy tail hammers against her legs, and Relic too joins the fray, Avicus stands there with a listless, wearied expression much akin to that disappointed puppy meme. it's only when her son reaches for an ear that she snaps back to attention, reaching down to take the bridge of his nose gently but firmly in her teeth.

once discipline has been doled out, and the trio properly rounded up, she herds them down the path to the rendezvous, eyes shifting every so often to keep them in her periphery.

the first one to be seen is Ashlar, and she gives him a cold but cordial whuff, letting her children have at him in play. as they scatter, she stands to the side for a moment, and then lifts her muzzle in a howl for @Prophet, @Augur, and @Aventus. @Arielle is invited, too, but she wonders whether she's well enough to come, especially if all her potential babysitters are occupied here.

Avicus stands proudly at the edge of the clearing, watching her boisterous brood with satisfaction in her gaze.