Redsand Canyon need you now and cannot wait

Reyson vouched for his speed, his skill. It caused the boy's chest to swell with pride. 

But it had not guaranteed his place, that was for Sakina to fight for. He would prove himself, he had to for his sanity. For a day the coydog had gotten the thought of joining the Redsand wolves to the point of almost believing it was where he should be. Meeting Reyson must have been fate, some higher power had demanded it.

As the leader's eyes bore into him, the tiny canid was suddenly reminded of their likeness. Honey. Smokemans eyes are like honey. 

And then he was being questioned, expected to give a trustworthy answer. But how much of the truth should he give? "I...came from a place of humankind. My mother was a cattle dog, my father a...coyote." It had been a struggle to remember what Greychild had named his fathers kind. "It was a place of great terror. As a pup, humans would beat my brother and sisters with sticks to make them angry, enraged." The memory seemed hard for him to recall, features twisting into fear. The youth desperately tried to hide the swelling emotion. He failed. 

"And then...they...do you really need to know this? It seems, what is the word, when a talk does not relate." A brief pause. "It is irrelevant, yes?"