Redsand Canyon entry denial device

the imperator watched the young wolf wind down the trails and call. 

his step was prompt. he left off his current job, where he had been lining stones along the walkup to the den he shared with ruenna. it was not beautification, per se, but perhaps it was the closest the eagle might come to it.

mereo had seen an upswell in activity. 

"hail." he stood before the young stranger in the attitude of a man who has put his hand upon the hilt of his sword. "this is mereo. i am its imperator. state your business."