Redtail Rise Moonburn

I only want one, she assured him, though before she enjoyed her snack, she wanted to deliver the majority of the eggs to their intended recipients.

Masque remained motionless as Ashlar moved off into the brush, clearly searching for something. Her eyes followed him, noting the instant he paused and then raised his tail. Her ears cupped toward him as she waited to see what he’d discovered. Ashlar carried his find over to her, though she could only discern the details once he came within a few yards, on account of the darkness.

She touched the branch with her nose, tail swinging approvingly. She nodded. This should work. Masque stepped closer to the nest, then glanced between it, Ashlar and the forking branch. She wasn’t entirely sure how to safely move the nest onto its transport.