Redsand Canyon I tread by my lonesome through the darkness

To the suggestion of discomfort towards war, the dark man chuffed. Of all things, that would the last to deter him from such an opportunity.

If I feared war and standing amidst enemies, I doubt I would be a soul so bold enough to tread on territories like this one. Life is full of battles not all can win. I know this, yet I still have the confidence to stare it in the face and take my chances. These words were stated clearly and confidently. Survival had been the definition of his life's purpose since the day he was born. A little bit of fighting was something he was used to.

With a small nod of his crown, he took a stride forward, ready to follow where the she-wolf led.