Redsand Canyon Bow your head soldier, the heart keeps marching on

the eagle pulled away and swept to his paws as reyson adjusted.

the other had not offered another attack and so he felt their spar over.

"well met, auxillary," he grunted, rolling his shoulders. they were quite pained from the move he had demonstrated but it was nothing that a soak and good stretching could not cure.

his tail swung once in a show of good faith.