Redsand Canyon streetcar

does a cartwheel

She'd been doing more than a little wandering as of late. First the meeting with Hela, by the lake, and now she found herself traversing the edges of the canyon, looking into its depths. It reminded her of the Void, the yawning embrace of death, and she shuddered to be so near.

To be in the mountains, where her life had been on the line—

Maegi stopped abruptly, spotting the pretty girl ahead. She lifted her chin, surveying the stranger with some wariness. Her nostrils flared—she caught the alpine air upon the young woman's pelt, and the barest traces of pack-scent. Not a loner, not of Nightwalkers. . .

Hello, Maegi called out, padding slowly but deliberately toward the other wolf. She nodded toward the canyon. Amazing, isn't it? Terrifying, more like.