Redsand Canyon nondum

The Roman spoke of bears and cougars who would be seen prowling around their territory. The thought of a wildcat prowling through their canyonland brought an unsettling feeling to the Greek’s stomach. He did not like the image in his mind.

When Germanicus spoke of him, referencing him as a source of wisdom in the matters of war and mercenary work, Arsenio grinned sharply. The ice of his eyes found the pale form of Kallik, wondering if this was one of the soldiers that Tamar had spoken to. He wondered, too, if the quiet stranger was one of the Auxillary who had spoken out against the addition of civilians in Mereo.

Wildcats are sharp and swift. If you can hold their gaze, you will be safer than turning to retreat.

Arsenio would not wish to meet a cougar in battle. Their claws were like razors, and they tore through flesh without a challenge. It was never wise to lose the eyes of a mountain lion. It would mean they had gained the upper hand.