Redsand Canyon Bane

He didn’t apologize, and maintained his distance, both things that soothed her somewhat. She was raw enough that she could feel the unreasonable nature in her reaction, but the way he responded made it seem he understood… at least on some level.

But then he mentioned her husband and she was reminded, again, that none of them really knew. They thought he was a man to be respected. “Honor”. That was the last time she’d ever trust a man who put any weight on that bullshit. Because surprise, surprise - “honor” was a fucking lie too. She had never given a single shit about the way others saw her and maybe, if she’d trusted that instinct, she could have avoided this mess altogether.

Fennec’s ears flicked moodily as she sensed the shadows cross them, noting that now they had entered the cover of the forest. She slowed a bit but continued forward, letting the roots and air guide her among the trunks.

What did you join Mereo hoping to find? She asked abruptly. It was only tangentially related to what he was speaking about, but she didn’t have any sense of what he meant when he said map the canyon from above. Instead she wanted to know this.