Redsand Canyon A cookie from space.

Jack had followed Leona and their mom to the sparring pits. It was a great big dusty place with absolutely nothing of interest for children – oh joy…

Upon arrival, it seemed that their mom was getting ready to do some wrestling with another member of the pack. Jack watched them for a moment, curious about the process behind playing in the pit. It looked like they were just discussing things. At least, the man that had joined them asked a question about attack or defense.

Jack Snipe wanted to play too! He whirled on Leona and bumped his head to her shoulder. Then he buried his wet nose into the fluff near her neck and sniffed. Smelled stinky, but he liked it.