Redsand Canyon farfalla

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ajaw moves through the suntouched red rock, the redsand warm beneath his paws, despite the lingering chill of frostthaw of the world 'round them.

ajaw's steps are assured, leisurely ... until their path crosses that of a stranger.

steps move then with clear purpose: to intercept.

they are not overjoyed a stranger lingers inside their claim but they temper the worst of their instincts. for now. perhaps there was a breach of the scent markers that ajaw or the holcan have missed.

but their patience for such mishaps was rapidly thinning.

this one greets you. ajaw calls out switching to the tongue of many out of default, words commanding the stranger's attention.