Redsand Canyon Know that life has a hopeful undertone

Blood caught scent of a wolf, He didn't believe it to be the one that had howled. He walked slowly towards the canyon to investigate the situation. As he neared the scents source, another. More alarming scent drifted into his nose, a scent that was truly evil, a metal like scent known only to it, blood. He proceeded with cation. Turning his head back every once and a while.

He arrived at the canyon, but was hesitant to go any further. Maybe he would wait and see if anything bad happened before continuing the search. He lay down, his ears erect and alert for any signs of danger.