Redsand Canyon the deathnotes you left inside me

the softly uttered greeting was enough to encourage indra to come closer, though she did so quite slowly. she took careful steps across the rubble until she was twenty feet away from the stranger, in which she assessed the female carefully before continuing. she seemed of decent enough health - indra noted none of the bizarre shakiness or ataxia she had witnessed in that other wolf. she offered a fleeting smile as she looked around them.

"pretty place, right?" she called by way of greeting, her gaze focused on the red rim of boulders that sheltered them. "cold though." she added in after thought, not liking how the wind raked down her back in uninvited gusts.