Redtail Rise We are close to war.

He held up the paw in question and shook it, demonstrating that it was now mended. Masquerade’s tail twitched in approval as the two of them readied to head out, their marigold eyes panning ponderously between east and west.

Let’s go after the older fellow, they decided, giving no particular reasons and not waiting for Riley’s approval as they loped away in that direction.

Fade here? :)