Sunspire Mountains the things that you've got coming will consume you

Renard took the lead in moving towards the souce.
Derg dropped his nose to the ground, searching for something that may indicate there was an assailant still in the area, but he came up clean.
No cat, no rabies, they should be ok, the three of them.

The stream burbled, and sat in it lounged the injured gasbag known as Riley.
Derg was quick to move forward, concern etching his features.
Shit, this was bad. They needed to get him back to the canyon.

"Who did this? Where?" he asked. He needed to tell Donovan. He needed to know if they were still close by.