Redsand Canyon stones

You are a blessing! <3

The mercenary had finished a swift patrol of their borders. His temperature was high from the pace he had set for himself. The redstone canyon had provided him with a means to work his body and chase away the fat that had formed on his body during his time at Akashingo. One thing could be said for the mesa, they had a good means of stocking foods and treats. Arsenio had not gone a single day wanting for a hot meal.

As he padded through Mereo, a cheerful hum in his throat, the Greek caught a familiar figure ahead of him. Tamar appeared to be looking into the shadowed portions of the canyonland. The man slowed his approach and watched her for several moments.

My love? Would you like some help with your work? Arsenio inquired as he drew to her side. The dark of his nose pushed into the hairs of her shoulder.