Redtail Rise i crush the seven golden stars

the denning instinct was not yet in the boy, but the demand for something untouched and new of their own drove him deep into the territory. while the others searched for his aunt, ancelin covered the wound of that hurt with his goals.
a surprise for @Lilia.
through morning and afternoon he looked, resting to cool his body and to hunt before he was off again, painting each inch of redtail rise in the burn of his indigo eyes and the restless intention of his den-looking, almost fevered in intensity as he fought hard not to think of avicus and how she had been the last.