Redtail Rise She will promise you more than the guarden of eden

the caller is. . .young. another youth, come to the Rise. at least this boy seems rangy enough, with the promise of a hunter to come.

Lilia's already found him, and New Snow stands nearby, too. Avicus's ears cup forward to catch the back-and-forth, and she smirks at the girl's piercing queries. she couldn't ask for better.

with a chuff, the red woman descends, stops a few paces short of the trio, and gives the near-yearling a long, appraising stare.

who? she asks, though her question is directed to Lilia, muzzle pointed in the girl's direction.

she has, after all, already made some introductions, or so Avicus surmises.