Redsand Canyon Always comes at the worst time

Tagging a wild @Wanheda!

Setting: Evening — 18:20
Weather: 78F — Sunny, slightly windy

Kyn knew she’d be awake by now. He hasn’t gotten a chance to speak with her. Or see her at all for that matter for the sudden disappearance of his silvery first born has him distraught. More distraught than anyone could ever fucking imagining him being. Still, he has a captive to take care of — to torture and tease.

So, on the way to her fun little area, he exerts himself out in the fiery sun in order to catch her a healthy looking jackrabbit. With it held firmly in his bloody jaws, he trots to her threshold. Stopping firmly at the edge he drops it between his paws for the moment being. His eyes find her form, dusty with blood and the scarlet clay alike. 

And he smiles. It’s a wicked thing — sadistic even. It’s quick to disappear though, settling for something smug, but not entirely as malicious. 

“Praimfaya.” He calls out to her by name. “Your oh so gracious grandmaster has brought you some food.” He hums out almost conversationally, albeit with a bit of a teasing purl to his tone. “Care to eat, love?”