Redsand Canyon that’s why i’m calling you back on my way through.

a disturbance in the breeze, paired with light steps, announced glaukos' coming. qiao was no omniscient creature, but even she would be remiss in sensing the presence of a fellow predator.

her trance broke -- a silence swelled within like a wave.

opening one eye, qiao regarded the intruder. her first impression was perhaps unkind; an unkempt adolescent -- yet behind the sunken visage of his shipwrecked gaze and mismatched ear was a sense of untapped power.

"and where are you scurrying off to, sura?" qiao called to his creeping form, opening her second eye with newly ignited interest.