Redsand Canyon My brains bruised from all the bad news

No matter how long the she-wolf stared, there was always more to see. The canyon was indeed red in color, but there were so many different shades and hues scattered around like splotches of paint. Leigh never removed her eyes from the sight, though her ears did twist to face the direction of Donovan's voice as she picked up on his words. Yes, this could be her new home. It would be a beautiful one.

But the excitement and awe slowly fell away from her face as she heard the wolf speak up once more. Despite no concerning words being spoken, she could tell by the tone of his voice that something was wrong. She needed to know what she was getting herself into? Well, then what exactly was that? She had left home to start a new life, rid of the chaos and leave old memories behind. But it seemed that it only followed her here, just in a different form with a different face.