Redsand Canyon And all I want is a little hope

their words had the desired effect. derg’s eyes lit; he stalked forward, blood welling above the curve of his muzzle. the puncture of a tooth through the skin. an eager anticipation welled in renard’s chest, like a vulture sighting a dying animal – waiting for the right moment to swoop down.

perhaps there was something here after all. if there was, renard would make him show it. shoulder turned to derg, still, their eyes locked with his, the lift of their tail a blatant challenge. prove it. show me you’re worth this faith.

renard did not move. they smiled at him, lips peeling away from their teeth.

“are you sure that’s not a mistake?”