Redtail Rise eulalie

Avicus told her what she already knew: the prey wouldn’t resurface for many hours now, wary of the wolves lurking outside their doors. She hung her head a little more, though the Wealda didn’t sound too put out about it. She did press Masquerade about what they should do now, though.

Raising her head to glance at her mother’s face out of the corner of her eye, she said, Could we try tracking something larger, like deer? She was about to throw in her usual disclaimer about observing versus hunting but instead she found herself saying, Maybe we could find @Relic and @Redd, and even try going for one?

Her heart began to beat harder. Her confidence in herself and her skills grew a little every day, yet she had so much to prove. And this was Avicus, who was not only her mother but the queen. Masquerade wanted very much to establish herself as a hunter and just hoped she wasn’t literally biting off more than she could chew with her suggestion.