Redsand Canyon gravis

If anything of note was there in the dirt, there was no sign of it now.

Something had piqued the child's interest briefly; but then his father began to move at a faster clip, lengthening his stride to something more natural rather than the stilted guard of his progeny. Cornelius did not want to be left behind.

He huffed again, and then a third time where the sound became a whine of worry, thinking that Germanicus was trying to go ahead without him entirely.

Don't leave me! His large paws trundled upon the soil. The boy wasn't very fast, but this was the first lesson of many to come.