Redsand Canyon to ever shelter your will

ingram too felt his hair raise. the beast was only there for a second before it was gone. the powerful, graceful way it had stolen past their vision (not even caring they were there!) defied all manner of logic he had come to assume came with prey animals. that beast looked regal, indifferent to the peons outside of its realm.

ingram's breath was shaky as he turned to meet inka's wide eyes. "that wasn't... a deer, right?" his ears pulled back in self-doubt; there was no way. it didn't sound like one (the way it moved! so thunderous and distinct from the light clatter of cloven hooves). "should we follow it?"