Redtail Rise repetition

There was something that separated dream from reality. Something tangible! And it was both the scent of her favorite thing, and the feel of it; New Snow's eyes opened wide, brows furrowed due to the earth.

Mountain Boulder!

New Snow forgot her dream. This life with him, and their family, was bliss. 

And immediately she too rolled over and crawled toward him with happy tail wags and high whines. Good morning!

New Snow began to speak in happy grumbles about her dream. The chase. She did not know he had seen her running. But then the muscles within her hindquarters bunched together, and she sought to snare him in her arms as she gently sprung toward him to bridge the rest of the gap. He might have bested her in he dream, but here she would catch him!