Redsand Canyon It's been drug through the mud

By now, he thought he knew each comrade by sight and smell, even if he hadn’t met them all formally. As much as he craved deeper connections, he was used to keeping his distance from those around him. Life here wasn’t unlike the rise in that way, though he found a sense of purpose in his duties in Mereo.

Today, he explored the outskirts of the canyon, trying to get the lay of the land surrounding it. He was gone for a few hours before returning to find something to eat. He hadn’t really noticed it until now but the place was a ghost town. He quickly grabbed some rations from his personal bunk, carrying them back toward the direction of the borders. He would do a quick patrol after he ate.

He was nearly finished eating when he glanced upward and saw Fennec in the distance. She wasn’t looking at him, her face pointed outward as if staring intently at something out there. Atreus followed her eye line but saw nothing of note, his eyes drifting back toward the Principales as he tried to remember what he knew about her. It wasn’t much.

Hey, he called out when she didn’t seem to look his way at all, obliviously raising a paw to wave.