Redtail Rise daffodil

Moon Runner sent up clumps of spring slush as she rolled and wiggled from side to side, animated and jolly.

It was then Vulture emerged from her hiding spot, more puddle than wolf, as she ebbed close. Her voice caught Moon Runner’s attention the girl she looked, upside down and feet in the air, at her cohort.

Arrooooruuuruuuu, Moon Runner grunted happily. Her creamy fur was wet and sloppy, but the snow’s coolness felt good against her skin. Her tail thumped against the ground.

Join me! The spirit called.