Redtail Rise Oh, she takes care of herself

She watched the creature, hardly aware that Augur was a shadow behind her. It didn't surprise her that he was so stealthy; the stony man had a quiet nature, but he had an assuredness to his actions that led her to believe that like her guardian, Augur was an integral part of the pack. He was a bit less coarse in his nurturing than Prophet was- even his mannerisms were a bit gentler, in Lilia's eyes. But the sharp-tongued Lilia was thriving in the red-eyed man's care regardless. He fostered her confidence, giving the orphan the reason to have ambition. 

The ivory man weaved in one direction, and Lilia in the other. She paused when she lost sight of him, only to notice the movement of what could have simply been a drift of snow. His hackles. He disguised his frame expertly; breaking up his silhouette seemed to be the easiest way for him to shirk her gaze. So, she attempted to do the same- so if the wild cat looked up, it wouldn't immediately notice the outline of a wolf, but an extension of a tree's shadow. 

The cat crouched, pulling its kill in toward itself. Lilia did her best to strangle the growl that clawed at her throat. Lilia saw the opportunity, and silently took a few steps forward, crouched, and lunged toward the bobcat, crossing the snowy expanse with long strides, sending snow spraying behind her in icy waves.