Redtail Rise Obey your master

Blood had slipped away. of course. the long-tailed miscreant had been growing quicker with each day, and with two other rugrats to wrangle, Avicus had lost track of her. by the time the mother noticed, the girl's scent was trailing farther and farther away.

feeling more peeved than alarmed, she barks for her other children to stay put, then trots down the path Blood had trod, pushing through trees and brush.

only the sound of growls and whimpers sends her hackles up and her heart racing.

she bursts onto the scene, having seen none of the preliminaries and all of the present, in its tense, frightened form. the two boys, her nephews, hunched together. Aventus, looming over her daughter, who crouched on the ground and—was that blood?!

the Wealda thunders down the slope and gestures fiercely toward her daughter's tail, which indeed was painted with a little crimson. who didh' ihh'? she barks, eyes cutting into her brother's dark face. you? you hurhh' her?