Redsand Canyon Creatures of the Night

He looks out into the starry night sky. Eyes then shift to ease over the dark and very much dangerous canyon. He can see the flooded pools of red, muddy water from here. Finally he stops his gaze to look at the white wolf the sits beside him. Clearly irked by the death of her mentor. He even catches the tear that streams down her face and bravely comes in to lap up the rolling liquid with his tongue.

“I’ve been there before too.” He offers a part of himself in return. “You can sleep in my den tonight if you so wish.” Comes his next offer. Almost hesitant in his asking.