Redsand Canyon In this life, there is no surrender

Reyson found out he was right in asking. He had done the polite thing, and it had panned out. Though, even that thought process felt cold and harsh. He wanted to know about Maxim's children, because he liked Maxim, and Maxim was happy as a father.

If they are always hungry they will grow large and be good Soldiers if that is the path they choose to take. Not everyone wanted to be a soldier, some like himself never had a choice, but here it felt like they did, or would.

I am not a fan of little ones. Too small, but I will endeavor to meet yours Maxim. It was all he could offer. He didn't like children, or more so they made him nervous. He was so large, and they so tiny.

Reyson scratched an itch and then lifted a leg to mark their territory. Our young ones were always tested at the borders first. And then when they proved they could guard the borders for a rotation of days they were then inducted into a group. Mine were some of the best warriors.

Reyson decided to share a brief insight to his life.