Sly Fox Sand Dunes she's perfectly misaligned

had she been a kinder person, perhaps redbird would have cared for the danger and how it might affect her new ally. she was not a kind person. she was far, far from it; and her desires were all that mattered to her. the desire to have colt at her side was her only goal — and she would eagerly throw people in to danger if she could coerce them, provided she got what she wanted.

but, when.

when? now. now, if'n we can do it. but she knew better than to return now. their guards would be on high-alert, given she had recently assailed their little pet. maybe better at night though. it'll be dark early. she was still plotting aloud, but had stopped pacing again and faced the horizon in the direction of the cenote.

might be best to take a few days'n do it. really get their attention. she thought of how to weaken the guards now, and was struck with another tactic. we could harass'em in the night. scream and cry, keep 'em from sleep. few nights'a that would make 'em tear across the desert after yew, aye? a flash of her eyes to sari, studying them.