Redtail Rise don't surrender

It was not that he did not wish to speak to her. Far from that, truthfully. He had simply leaned into more of the physical aspects. The familiar things that kept them connected to one another.

He never forgot any moment with her.

Yet he wondered now if she came to him for something in particular. That burning desire in his gut that he fueled only with his own ego.

Briefly, he set the fish down.

The girl. Lilia.

He informed her softly. Something in his voice offered the chance for her to say no. That she may dictate if the girl was fed from this fish first or not.

I think she can be a good hunter — maybe a warrior with how she defies death.