Redtail Rise 10,000 Spoons

No matter what else was going through her heart and mind, Masquerade was determined not to be waylaid again. She trotted to a high point of the territory and called for @Watcher. Her tone welcomed any of the other hunters to join them, including the Ulfhedinn. She only hoped to track together, though perhaps fortune would favor them again. A hunt could unify them. A successful hunt might dull the horrors of the last one and boost morale.

She fell silent, watchful, waiting. She doubted @Mountain Boulder or @New Snow would come, considering, and that was probably for the best. But Masquerade did not regret extending the olive branch and she hoped it meant something to them. She huffed out a breath, turning to nibble at her bruised shoulder.

Her mind wandered to the Haelend. She decided she ought to look for him later. Mulherin was her confidant, Redd her sovereign, Riley her… but @Ashlar was probably the closest thing to a kindred spirit. Masque wanted to reach out to him too.