Redsand Canyon I prefer the pain, you tellin’ me

The woman's lips curl upwards to match the smile worn by her friend. Taking only a few short steps his way, she too takes a seat as her ears tilt towards the voice. Listening to the continuous teasing, a faint laugh escapes her throat as well.

For a moment she rests, still catching her breath both from the spar itself and from being nearly crushed to death by the giant of a wolf.

"You can definitely try."