Verdigris Ravine utahraptor

Her feet left pawprints in the sand. A reflection that she was still here.

Still alive, despite it all. Deep scars decorated the area just under her chin, carving across her jawbone in twin lines. One ivory tooth, broken on the tooth of another. It didn’t matter much to Minsang, a molar was a noble sacrifice. 

She had meant to kill, but she had almost been killed. It was how it was in the wilds. 

Even with infection-stink still on her fur, Minsang carved a path through the desert for the ravine she had left behind, though it had not been meant.