Redsand Canyon the only way to do great work

Auriel was not one to judge on heritage, her own was messy and confusing. Therefore, she had no right. "I find it's better to walk on rough terrain. It will save your pads the trouble." Her own were quite roughed up themselves, now that she had stopped travelling for a moment, she notcied how much they stung.

"Would you mind terribly to look at mine as well?" She watched as this she-wolf, Dove, flit between the herbs and wild flowers, gaze roaming over her dainty figure. "I love the strange little tail you hybrids possess. Puppies with those tails would be obsolete."