Redsand Canyon scelestus

The Imperator called for Zahir, and Zahir would answer. It was early, so early that fog still clung to the canyon; no doubt the sun would burn it away soon enough. When she made it to Germanicus, she dipped her head in respect and rasped, Imperator.

They were to patrol. Zahir had not gotten the full lay of the land yet, so she didn't mind, and she followed after Germanicus in comfortable silence. Brushing up against a bush caught several thick white furs of hers, and she moved on. Soon enough, her scent would be of Mereo.