Redsand Canyon it's hell to where you go

Taki had caught the scent of the herd as well, and she began to follow their trail through the snow, noticing each packmate's addition to the scent trail as she tracked the elk into the canyon. She followed the layered rock wall, her white coat standing out against the red much like the snow on the ground. She realized then that she stuck out like sore thumb against the colors here, which would make her the worst candidate for leading a hunt in this part of the mountains. She could come in after an ambush and help finish the job, sure, but it would be more difficult for her to hide anywhere, and the thought made her a little uneasy.  

She found where the others had perched to watch the herd graze on the plateau in the distance. A shaded spot made by a divot carved out in a taller part of the lined walls caught her attention, and she quietly padded to it and sat down, fiery gaze picking out Mahler, Finch, and Thorn before resting on the herd.