Redtail Rise poetry

Masquerade stole a nap near Avicus’s den. Her flanks slowly rose and fell as she slept on her side, the position really showing off the cut of her hip bone and the way her gray fur clung to her ribs.

She snorted awake when the Wealda called, blinking and jumping to all fours with a grunt. Masque trotted out from her chosen hiding spot to find Avicus pacing, head hanging low between her shoulder blades.

The Ulfr strode up to Avicus and licked gently at her chin, heart thumping against her sternum as she asked, Is it time?