Redsand Canyon I'm standing on your porch screamin' out

crowfeather's recovery would be long.

germanicus felt that if he did not take a new route to the canyon often, he would have worn a footpath by now.

the man slid beneath morning shadows. the mountains were empty without the young healer. crowfeather's face filled his mind.

germanicus shut his eyes. when he opened them again, a pale wolf was staring at the canyon's details.

the eagle came to a firm stance. his figure filled with commanding. "hail," he greeted in a severe tone, drawing closer. the man was above him for now. 

"this place is claimed."