Redsand Canyon lush flowers taken for granted

"we're in public," merrick laughed by way of warning, though he meant none of it. their first meeting was burned into his psyche with all the pressure of a brand. "you're a hot commodity," the bearwolf commented instead, resigning himself to the businesslike nature of this meeting, despite the heavy insinuations of the tiger.
"legion to one side, easthollow to the other. more trying to come close, always slinking, like spiders begging to be crushed." he tilted his muzzle up, enjoyed the brush of sunlight against his cheek for a long moment.
"you don't seem worried about it." tongue held between teeth. "and i don't care. let them come."