Redsand Canyon nom nom nom

There wasn't much for her to find. No time for it; soon as the faintest scent of dry meat was detected, there was something greater to sweep it aside.

The man came - a crackling fire, singing teeth that clipped over her head first, then everywhere somehow. A low sweep of her body barely saved Aiofe.

She gave up the hunt to save herself. It would not be enough to avoid the pursuit of this man; a conflagration of malice. She whined and moved as best she could, but felt the strike of teeth across her skin.