Redsand Canyon And I’m backsliding

Kyn isn’t near the group, but he hears the victorious claiming howls from a few miles away. Instantly, he smiles, dangerous teeth showing at the display of pride. 

He recognizes all of them. Alduin, his lovely first born. Nyra, his ever so helpful and loyal Overseer. Hemlocke, the quiet but always lingering shadow of the Saints. Lastly, Leigh, he knows not that she’s there, but if he’d seen the way she intentionally plays on Alduin’s nerves, he’d smile even harder. Just glad that she wants to associate herself with his pups despite their strained relationship. 

So without hesitating, he tilts his muzzle up and let’s loose a howl himself. The sound of his prideful song echoing across the scarlet walls and rolling off the dunes of sand. He’s back in his canyon. He’s back home.