Sunspire Mountains the things that you've got coming will consume you

@Derg @Riley @Colin
backdated to 7/20, before this thread.
2pm, 70F, cloudy

it hadn’t been a week since renard had arrived at the saints’ new home and things were already hectic. not that they minded; that was what they were here for. the patrols extended out from their territory now, spilling into the surrounding mountains. a grasp of redsand was not enough when the saints’ leaders had drawn so much ire so effortlessly.

there were still several places left to familiarize themselves with within the canyon and it was frustrating that they didn’t have the time, but orders were orders and for now renard followed @Derg and @Colin as they combed the peaks of the sunspire on patrol. the sky was shadowed in a blanket of cloud as they descended the cliffs and into a narrow, tree-laden valley between towering peaks, all quiet and free of the scent of a competing pack. after a week of endless sunlight it felt cold and it set their teeth on edge.

first day they’d entered the teekons they’d been practically sightseeing. now they mapped everything out with the eye of the hunter they’d been. ambush points, caches, signs of someone moving through the area, those were much easier to see in a familiar place like this, a mountainside sloping into lush grass and pines – no sand to be seen.

birds sang. insects buzzed. renard’s nostrils flared, eyes sharp as they took up their position at derg’s back, and found the iron-and-salt tang of fresh blood.