Redsand Canyon The horse has a voice.

Several more wolves came to flank the stranger, putting Towhee more on edge. She moved back, every muscle in her body thrumming with tension. Disbelief mixed with anger and dismay that strange and unwelcome wolves would infiltrate and inhabit the canyon right under their neighbors’ noses.

Are you fucking serious, she seethed, eyes cutting from one face to the other before landing on the leader’s face, only for an instant.

Towhee turned and strode back toward the vale without another word. She glanced behind her every few seconds, just in case any of them tried to pursue her.