Redsand Canyon macto

the large boy drew closer and germanicus stepped forward to meet him. 

ignoring the bristle of the soldier's hackles, the imperator untangled the wisps of scent from glaukos' hackles.

the other smelled of deep mountains and the high places of the sunspire.

he also carried the aroma of a she-wolf's season.

upon finishing his inspection, germanicus stepped back. "the penalty for engaging women outside these borders has been explained to you, has it not?" the man's voice was blank. his eyes sought glaukos' own.