Redsand Canyon In the belly of the beast

She woke with a sudden movement, her fur shaken to her core. Another nightmare. She was panting heavily and if she could, she would have been sweating as well. She rose to all four paws and her redish fur was mixed with sand as if she been rolling around in it. She didn’t recall doing such a thing and quickly shook her entire body to get rid of the sand.

This was. New? She blinked a few times as if to awaken from the nightmare but found herself confused. Pried from her home somewhat. This wasn’t as she remembered it. She remembered the saints clearly, she remembered Kye and Nyra whom she hadn’t forgotten had bitten her. Why was still a bit of a mystery to her, but maybe she ought to ask one day? Or just forget all about it as if it never happened. The se lands, this canyon filled with sand, she did not recall.

She began wandering and sniffed the sand. There wasn’t much scent clinging to it, but somewhat she did recognize some of the scents. So this was her home now? She wasn’t sure if she could recall moving or recall any conversation she had had in the past few months. Everything seemed like a blur after the nightmare. Something – about moving territory? Yes that had to be it. The scent was too familiar. She felt dazed almost sick to her stomach, but she shook it off. Maybe patrolling the borders would give her some clarity on what had happened the last few weeks, months?

She began wandering the border scent, and soon the scent of Nyra became crystal clear, along with a newcomer. She followed the scent and when she found them it sent a spiral of emotions through her.

Happiness to see Nyra, something familiar, but also an uncertaintiy. Was she still cross with her? Would she attack again? War stopped a few feet away from them, they would likely have seen her coming. She looked at the black male with a huge scar across his right eye and she then turned to Nyra. Unaware that her and the others had been summoned to come greet this newcomer. War had been almost entirely gone ever since the move and she had not seen Nyra or the others for a long time, keeping to herself, adjusting to the new land in her own way. She did not like change too much.

War could not recall what she had been doing or the fact she had been gone for so long. But now she was here.

”Nyra..

War looked at the male again with an expression that was hard to read. Clearly he had seen some fights, so he was more than ready for the saints. Or was he? ”Can he spar?” She asked Nyra her nose twitching lightly. She talked of him as if he wasn’t listening, like he was prized cattle to be judged. Nyra had always been War’s favorite, she knew she wouldn’t just toss in some stranger for no good reason. He had to be durable, fighting fit. She trusted her.

”Are you. Mad with me?” She took a careful step toward Nyra, her head tilted. She had to know if they were good again. She hadn’t understood the situation to it’s fullest before and she likely never would understand. That was okay though. She just needed to know she wasn’t angry with her anymore.