Redsand Canyon Wherever I may roam

Situated at Healer's Pass.

 

Again does nightfall break and once more does the Hellhound ease from his confines and into the open air. His entrapment by the sun yet again smothered by the dark of night. The black creature moves, movements which are silent, fueled by long and precise strides. Adapted to only maneuvering in the darkness, the half-wolf has become one with the shadows cast by the Moon's glow. 

He comes to the only place he knows still has green. The Healer's Pass offers him sanctuary, the tall pines reminding him of the forest home he had long since lost. He is here now, in the canons for which he had grown as an outcast, fitting now amongst those who were equally outcasted by other Teekon residents. 

And alas, in this sparce forestry, he finds a various amount of herb and flower, beneficial to the warriors here in this place and the wounds they would no doubt acquire. He begins to then sniff, dig, pluck...