Redsand Canyon The horse has a voice.

just a cameo!!

Despite their able skills being beyond doubt, Ajaw would never face a border threat alone.  Flecha was ranging the canyon when the voices came, and she came to linger behind, her watchful eyes wary upon the wolf who they spoke with.

She did not show deference, this stranger.  If Ajaw desired she would demand it.  But perhaps they wished to make nice with these wolves who dwelled nearby.

Flecha would remain where she was and not intercede, merely lend her presence as further assurance to their position.