Redsand Canyon you fall through the trees

Aure thought she’d begun to do a fine job of putting distance between herself and the other Redsand visitant. But then she heard some gruff wording of ‘There is nothing for you there,’ and she halted in her prints once again. Without missing a beat, she snipped, ”Maybe there is, tripi,” and stepped into a staggerly walk once more. ”Like a wonder beneath ze earth.” Or some peace of mind.

Ivory tail feathered at uneven hocks, and she gave another awkward, right swerve of her muzzle. ”Why are you here, if you like to say such things? There could be anything here. How would you know?” Her marred snout wrinkled in a way she thought might be threatening, it wasn’t gritting the words out through fangs.