Redsand Canyon so hip hop hurray

She was brought to where the canyon's lip was close to the treeline, where some fierce wind tore away the branches and deposited them within the red gorge.

A lesson. Her eyes narrowed, and they already occupied so little of her broad face. Was she being fucked with? The dog did not know of any combat skills besides smashing one's body into another's, accompanied by the snapping of jaws. She did not believe in the efficiency of anything besides that.

"Nah." She plopped down onto her haunches. "You show me how it's done."

Yeah, let him act the fool. She wouldn't be fucked with. She was unfuckable.