Redsand Canyon it's hell to where you go

mahler caught the shift of thorn's eyes, and glanced to finch, then takiyok. the beasts here were far too strong to invite the teeth of wolves; it was more likely that one of them would be injured than it was diaspora would make a kill today. content to move on, the man backed from the ridgeline somewhat, waiting for the hunt leader to gather them somewhere else for a chase.