Redtail Rise Beryllium

Lycabas turned at the sound, his nose and ears pressed forward inquisitively as he spotted the slate-and-sterling adolescent with her distinguished red mask. It was difficult to look anywhere except her face; the boy had never seen such a marking.

Don’t just stand there and gawk. Wag your tail or something.

His tail wagged slowly against his hocks, venturing closer. Hi, he greeted her a little hesitantly. Up close, she would have looked somewhat unassuming if not for her “bloodstained” countenance and sharp, liquid amber eyes. I’m Lycabas.

She looks to be about the same age as me… and Lilia.

Are you Lilia’s sister?