Redsand Canyon I don't know the half of it anymore

He seemed to freeze at the sound of her voice, and for a moment she let the silence linger over them as he looked between her and his exit. Perhaps she should let him make his own decision, but something pulled at her gut whether it was her concern or morbid curiosity she could not be certain… she opened her maw to speak again, but instead the words came out. She raised a brow as she continued to look him over.
 
It seemed like he did know, whether or not he wanted to say was a completely different story. Still, he sagged and collapsed inward on himself as she made her way over slowly to him, giving him a light nudge towards her den. “Come inside. Let’s talk about it.” She cooed softly, worried about what could possibly be going on to have him so down. He was always quiet, and usually pretty broody… but this was something else. This was somber, it was defeat and she knew that to be very unlike him.
 
She would get to the bottom of it, and true to her nature she would do the best she could to mend. Time healed all wounds, but sometimes she could speed the process up a little bit.