Redsand Canyon Runs on dreams and gasoline

He'd been cognizant of the threat and had scouted, and his trail now brought him head to head with his mother. He recognized her scent from well off, and trotted closer, giving a whuff and wagging his tail to alert her to all senses except sight.

Ma, Killdeer murmured, and nuzzled her cheek when he was close enough. Find anything? Anyone?

The night was vast and still around them; he felt the canyon walls high and steep, a wall surrounding Mereo, blocking full view of the night sky. It was frigid, and he saw his breath.

But there was a small beacon of warmth, between the two of them.