Redsand Canyon Damnation comes with a pretty face

He watched at she rose. His chin high and ready to bear down on her should she spit any more childish comments.
But she seemed to know enough now to keep that little mouth shut.
A toddler tantrum.

They watcher her move off to her den. Good. She could fester and stew for a bit until Dove came along. He hoped Valour was doing ok...he'd failed to check in on the youth so far. Another task he must attend to; never begrudgingly though.
"Certainly," he mused. They needed to clear this shit up before Ursus was hunting them too. A feat they surely would have to relocate from.