Redsand Canyon am i out of touch?

Good, Killer replied, then he cocked his head, confused. Better? I'm sure you're fine how you are. I mean, besides the injuries, I mean, he added sheepishly.

He sat down, limiting the space his bulky frame took up.

And smiled again.I'm Killdeer, he offered. I'm a guardian here. What about you?

She'd ended up fighting off coyotes alongside his mother; he was sure she had stories. And he was anticipating some good ones.

But he knew she needed her space, too.