Redsand Canyon Blood orange sunrise.

it was true, he was never far. often times within speaking reach of the den even, but occasionally he was dragged away. keen to be a provider, to continue restoring the health of towhee.

so to come home and find...a stranger, well, it flared something ugly within him. a rippling snarl as he flared to life with hackles skybound.

his wife already assumed a defensive position of the den, now maxim sought to take the man away from it fully — and he was not above using force, if body language would not be enough.