Redsand Canyon I got a hankering for four wide tires

"it is for you." germanicus was not hungry but if fennec insisted on sharing he would do so. her dryness brought a touch of amusement to his features. "twenty-four hours is generous when we could encircle the vale in eight."

he looked out upon the shadows drawing comfortably around their den and thought that it was a very fine area. the imperator relaxed, relinquishing the proverbial armor. "you are fleet to outrun them, fennec."

our love. she had said it in jest. but given the bedrock of their relationship he did keep it in the back of his mind that anything about it was subject to change.

a wry look tipped him toward a true smile. "so your talk went well, then?" germanicus did wonder at how towhee and her family were faring in epoch. he hoped when the redhawk had mended, she would visit again. though this time it would be in a far different capacity.