Redtail Rise i unpack the heat with my oven mitts

new snow. 

maybe it would be apparent that he saw much in her, from the way his hawk-yellow eyes followed the curved figure. 

she carried his children. augur was protective. he whuffed to the woman. she went on her way and his attention came back to buffalo hunter. she spoke in her odd sounds, and the man understood little.

he looked back in the direction new snow had gone, tongue lolling in contentment as he looked back at buffalo hunter. maybe she had come to join.