Redtail Rise fission

This is gonna be my last post. Thanks for the shorty! :D

The three bearns rushed to devour the meat soup Moon Runner had provided. As they gobbled it down, their elder sister inspected each puppy with gentle bumps of her snout. They were all quickly growing, especially the palest whom Moon Runner’s spirit had nicknamed Little Paw.

Wealda hung back. At first, Moon Runner assumed she wanted to avoid their tiny needle-teeth. She glanced up at her leader and realized the red woman appeared a bit forlorn. Hoping to ease her in some way, Moon Runner stepped away from the dinner table to buffet her head beneath Wealda’s jaw. Then, she picked up the fox and began to drag it around, hoping to inspire play between them all.