Redsand Canyon Now I can't seem to stay away

she became a healthy mix of hunter and guardian in that moment.

the scene warmed her blood in a blinding sort of way. terrified, petrified, knowing that now was her time to do something. lest she lose the only face she really knew and liked to a rangy gang of coyotes.

her voice broke out in a series of barks, entirely doggish. sharp and high. enough of a distraction for one the coyotes to wield onto her instead. she hoped it gave tierra some kind of opening as jaws aimed for her own face now.

she would likely come out of this worse for wear, but every moment would be worth it.

a thought she tried to hold onto as teeth clamped down on her face.