Redsand Canyon nimium

He paused, and his brows scrunched tight in thought. It was. . .brown. And kind of hefty. But smaller than an adult wolf, Killdeer explained. And obviously different. It was mean. It growled at me.

Then the others had appeared, but still he persisted.

It wasn't a wolf, he added. We didn't kill it, just drove it away. Was that good enough? He wondered whether Germanicus was the type to ask for proof of success. And besides, in truth, he'd been herded away to his den long before the creature had been chased out from the caldera.

We overwhelmed it. Surrounded it. Besides me, we were bigger, and stronger.