Redsand Canyon Running wild through the concrete jungle

Wow, he actually and seriously didn’t want to be friends. That clinched it for her that there had to be something wrong with him, but her fur still prickled with the uncomfortable (and unfamiliar) feeling of rejection. She was awesome, so it was one hundred percent his loss.

Fine. Cool. Totally whatever.

What he told us to do. Scout and make sure it’s empty and all. I’m guessing we just report to him after. So don’t bother waiting up. She flipped her tail up, lifting her head to look at him with a definitively offended expression. Shouldn’t take that long. Then she spun around, stalking off in the southwestern direction. He could take the southeast.