Redtail Rise eulalie

Masquerade is obedient and comes quickly; she always does. she accepts the greeting and gives one of her own, a few quick licks upon the crown of her daughter's head, smoothing out any tousled bits of hair there before pulling back to look at the young woman.

for a woman she is. . .girl hardly much longer. they're nearly of like height and weight.

look, she says, pointing her muzzle toward the large hole in the forest clearing, a dusty brown around it in stark contrast to the fallen leaves. prey. when one hole, ano'hher.

she lifts her nose and sniffs, audibly. wha' you 'hhink? Avicus asks, wondering if her daughter will take the lead or if she will remain reticent and contigent upon orders.