Redsand Canyon It's been drug through the mud

He opened his mouth to say something or other about spying, though the thought drifted away from him when Atreus suddenly noticed something. She wasn’t looking at him. Her face was pointed his way and her ears were tilted toward him, though her eyes were unfocused. It disconcerted him when he realized just how cloudy they looked.

Atreus’s lips parted as he wondered: could she see him? Feeling a bit foolish, he raised one of his forelegs and waved it to see if he would get any sort of reaction. She didn’t appear to follow or even notice the movement, which made the fur on the back of his neck stand up because uncanny valley…

Remembering she’d asked him a question, he put his foot down slowly and said sort of absently, Yes. I mean no. He shook his head a little. I just joined not too long ago. And I was just about to do a patrol, after I finished eating.

Atreus wanted to ask her if that was what she was doing or if she might join him, as with any comrade. But how on earth was any of that possible if she couldn’t see? It boggled his mind. He gaped at her, realized he was staring, shifted his eyes away, then remembered it probably didn’t matter and pulled a whole other face.