Redsand Canyon And all I want is a little hope

renard took two steps into the water. a mirror of the first time they’d met, and fought, back on the plains. this time they reserved the invitation; they watched him as he lifted his head into the spray, sighed, and turned to face them.

there were better things to be doing than bathing in the falls at a time like this, but their place wasn’t to question. not out loud, not yet. he spoke, and standing quiet and ankle deep in the lake, renard met his eyes.

“donovan left you orders, i assume. what to do while he’s gone. …what to do if he doesn’t come back.” there was little concern audible in the the words, a thoughtful hum trailing off as they drew their head back against their neck. their gaze swept over derg, over his place in the rushing water; a pointed observation without words. “are you ready to lead or not?”