Redtail Rise stoneward

The wind shifted, revealing her position to the pair downwind. Masquerade watched as Lilia squinted in her direction, though she didn’t move. The swarthy Bjern didn’t bother to approach and soon both she and Ancelin were moving away.

She considered trying to track them, though she’d already been partly caught. Perhaps she should simply join them properly then. Masque hesitated, always feeling most at home in concealment, then rose and stepped out of the bush. She hastened in her peers’ footsteps, soon catching up with them.

Hello, she said, dipping her head to Lilia and then favoring Ancelin with a small, magnanimous smile. Are you hunting? she asked, golden eyes flicking between their mismatched faces.