Redtail Rise metzengerstein

rolled a notice this time!

rising above her fears of a bear is a nearby scent on the wind, and her head jerks suddenly upright, nostrils flaring as she tastes the air. head on a swivel, her shoulders straighten and her gaze grows imperious, cutting into the ragged landscape of the lower Rise.

girl? she calls out, for she's determined it's Lilia, the would-be princess, close at hand. you. c'mere.

her bark is an order, but not unkind; her eyes roll slightly sideways toward Relic, who shifts impatiently, muscles rippling under his multi-toned coat.

she watches the perimeter just ahead, waiting for the young woman to make her appearance.

impressive, that she's gotten so far without being noticed.