Redsand Canyon Forever not so long

He had yet to pinpoint her location, the man stood facing forward, allowing for his nose and ears to try to locate her. In the canyon, it would be difficult to spot her visually, eyes were easily tricked after all. A shadow, a mouse moving in the brush, at a time like this, having a sharp nose is what he was truly thankful for.

Femine tones finally rang out in the silence, ears flickering into her direction, giving him a general idea at least where she was. Turning, it was immediate that his eyes landed on the woman. She was large for a female, but still he bested her in stature. As a whelp he would have believed to have the upperhand even with a mild size advantage - but now, he was wise that size was only one factor in a fight if it were to ensue. 

Vengeance. The word, his name, boomed with a bite. Mild irritation burned behind the rubies of his gaze while they bore into her, analyzing. Who are you and what do you want.