Redsand Canyon where habits have teeth and the words carry knives

Thank you too!

Towhee did not seem to be the type bothered by idle gossip, so Aquene had not given a second thought to her own words. She offered another smile and a dip of her head before turning in the other direction, making her own way to her own duties with a light bark before she departed, eager to both rest and find some light scrub pine. It had proven invaluable after sparring sessions as her body adjusted to such a physical regimen. She was fortunate that pines were one of the trees that didn’t lose all of their value in the winter.