Redsand Canyon ornatus

malila's teeth tore through the heavier pelt of his silvered shoulder. as with aquene, germanicus brought his shoulder up in a bruising clip.

the girl spun away from him. good. she was learning. germanicus was pleased.

"defend."

he followed the momentum of her retreat with a controlled lunge, one that meant for his muzzle to end with a grasp upon the place between neck and shoulder.

there was no reprieve in war. germanicus wanted to see where her limits were.