Redtail Rise don't surrender

they'd had a mostly wordless connection since their night in the river. so cold, yet feverish. a desperate yearning; things unsaid, and perhaps never would be said.

but a connection, nonetheless.

now, they near the water again. a fish, dripping in his mouth. she gives him a pleased look at the sight and trots toward him, rearing slightly up upon her hind legs to nuzzle the crown of his head.

well 'dhone, Avicus offers, giving the fish a little nudge too, savoring the smell of it.

but there were others that needed to eat long before herself. nine children, for starters. she truly couldn't believe it at times.

their own little burgeoning army.

ren'dhevous? she asks, cocking her head, inquiring as to where he's headed—and perhaps if she could join him?