Redsand Canyon I sold my mind and my flesh

Nyra is still in the canyons, though not too far away, when he howls for her. 
She perks her ears and starts at a trot, building to a run.
It takes her roughly thirty minutes or so to arrive, tongue lolling out the side of her mouth as she slows, letting out a small bark to further announce her presence, as well as say hello. 

"Training in the sand today?" Nyra guessed, looking out across the dunes.