Lion Head Mesa See this Through (MD)

Reyson headed towards the steppes. That was where he was to be and that was where he was going. The dry air fell upon him, despite that winter was here, it was dry and arid here. Barely any plant life and definitely no trees. That was something that sickened him the most.

He stepped into the ground and began a slow patrol around the steppes. He would catch prey as he saw it, but mostly he was just enjoying the solitude. Away from the hustle and bustle of the pack lands. There were no servants here, no mazoi running to and fro. No Pharoh, no queen. Simply silence and skill.

Large paws moved through the dirt as body made for death and destruction keeled to the shadows at will. Eyes on the horizon, forever watching and waiting.