Redsand Canyon gravis

Very few will wait for you.

He heard this and understood, on some level, that this was only the beginning. Cornelius huffed and puffed, and his little belly swayed as he ran, but he did run; and eventually he did catch up to where his father has lagged to speak to him.

By that point though, the man had moved ahead again.

Nnnuh! He protested with a gutteral noise, sounding more pig that wolf as he bounced along.