Redtail Rise don't surrender

maybe any of the kiddos?

In his jaws hung a fish, plucked from the stream and intended for @Lilia.

He feared she may remain thin for some time and with that came the fear of the creeping colder months. That she might perish with or without his help either way. Yet still he had ended up caring for her grateful — and as such he tried to leave her alone as little as possible.

Although he had noticed a mingle of scents in the times he returned. Those of the other growing children. He wondered what they made of her, what she made of them.

Perhaps he could find one of them today and bring them along on his return.