Redsand Canyon the ritual pyre's sending smoke to the sky

I'll end here if that's ok

And their spar came to an end.
He could gauge that Renard was a reasonable man and respected that.
Perhaps if war came, they would be formidable together.
Alongside the rest of the pack.
And their allies.

He smirked slightly, tail waving softly.
Their fight had been hard work, but now it was time to be settled, and Derg followed the man into the water, cooling off once more.
"Don't worry 'bout it," he replied, the cool water soothing the throb. It didn't bother him, only grounded him really.
He was still mortal, even after what he'd survived.

And soon after they were content with their break, the pair continued on their way to mark borders and talk more about the prospects of the pack.