Redtail Rise rise with the sun

open! hunter trade!

 

The tension was a palpable thing, but New Snow was not unnerved. This was the way of things, and when the matter was resolved all would return to as it should be. The only thing that perturbed her was the absence of her mate; she understood, now, the way of her mother when he was absent for the hunt and she needed to remain when there were not enough adults to look after the young. 

But New Snow had also inherited her mothers nature. She understood, even if she wished to be by his side. New Snow would continue to provide for the Rise that had granted her so much in the meantime. 

Each morning, she sang a song for him. They could be together this way, even when they were apart. And then she set to work, Mountain Boulders well-being ever on her mind. He would need food to return to; New Snow tracked fresh imprints left behind by a herd that she had been following through the Rise for days. Near enough now to know she would see them soon New Snows gait turned into a quiet, prowling lope. An ear flicked as snow fell from a tree bough, the other cupped forward.