Redsand Canyon Follow this path of most resistance.

Diesel didn't get nightmares, not even after all she'd been trough, so immediately the dog found it real fucking weird when one made her jolt awake in the darkness of the barrack.

By combination of the natural volatility of dreams and her own willpower, the phantoms were forced out her mind, the bitch shaking them out of her head and fur. She stretched, not caring if the crick-crack of her joints woke @Kallik up. Mumbling something incoherent even to herself, the female stumbled out into the chilly night air, desperately needing to piss.

Her fellow auxiliary she spotted almost as soon as the last drops dripped out of her. The moment her eyes grasped the bearlike silhouette of her dear beloved Shitface, a vulgar grin split her muzzle.

"Well how do you do this fine night~?" The canine strolled up to the other, hoping to get a reaction out of him.