Redtail Rise thirty degrees farenheit

A majority of cubs had reached their first year; New Snow was proud of both the Rise and the cubs for it. New Snow headed to one of the younger ones now, Wolverine (@Lilia), with a bloodied hare in tow. Others had been felled, and she would deliver them too; New Snow had held the desire to stretch her legs and hunt while she could. Whether or not she had conceived again, successfully, would surely be known in the next few weeks. But for now New Snow took every advantage that came with not (visibly) being with child, and in good health!

Between blood and weather, New Snow distinguished the scent of the young girl, separating it from the rest. But perhaps she might run into @Masquerade or @Relic first. Snow began to gently fall, and New Snow started when a large mound of snow collapsed from atop tree limbs that could no longer support its weight. With a huff and a snort, New Snow resumed her tracking of the girl.