Redsand Canyon you enter at your own risk, so don't be surprised

He was content in his day-to-day activities, being left to his own devices for the most part but with small goals in mind, that whenever he was called away from work he grew irritable. Granted he was naturally standoffish at the best of times; in this moment as a voice called for him, Glaukos was tempted to ignore it.

Most of the other women were civilians. He thought of Tamar without meaning to, and out of some vague curiosity decided to heed the summons. Maybe it was her? No, she wouldn't be out so far from the heart of the canyon — maybe it was Towhee? That slowed his prowl.

As Glaukos came over a ridge and descended to a lower section of the red-dusted expanse, he saw no wolves immediately surrounding him. He knew there were some hideaways here, though. Lookout points that he would struggle to reach, being connected by narrow bands of earth that would not support the likes of him.

Annoyed now, he barked to alert whoever had called him that he'd come, and glared at the canyon walls in great sweeps of his head. Alert and impatient, as always.