Redtail Rise Do not attempt the impossible

while she was not amused by the idea of having to give up the wild animal she had planned to turn into a bloodied ragdoll by the end of the hour, she did not let the soft moment of grace between her and the vulture go unnoticed. and perhaps even right now, carrion would never realize the intensity behind her actions in sunrise's mind.

this meant many things. for one, she wasn't as hated as she was made out to be by carrion. and for two, it meant that there could be more chances of such interactions! more cuddles! more touching! so if it meant having to suck it up so that the vulture wouldn't keep trying to chase off her grubby paws when they came to nudge her closer during their sleeping times together, sunrise would give in.

while she could try and find another possum, sunrise didn't really feel like wandering off yet. so instead, she plops down, haunches pressing into the ground with ease as her head tilts to watch the vulture with quiet and curious eyes. she croons a quiet note to her companion, "will you play with it?" surely, vulture wasn't going to eat it, she only liked dead things! she what was she going to do?