Hoshor Plains Fire, Hell Fire, This Fire Burning In My Skin

@Kigipigak <3 

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Nyra braved the flatlands once more, minding her shoulder that still healed from the attempted assassination of Ramesses.
The giant woman was, more or less, on patrol, hopefully getting a subtle scope of the frequented places the Akashingo wolves made, outside of the Mesa. 
She wouldn't get too close to there alone again for some time.
Patience would be a virtue here, much opposite to when Ramesses was anticipating her attack and she blew it. 

The time would come, but likely not soon. Nyra turned her nose to the soil, sniffing for tracks and keeping herself alert for the presence of her enemies. No doubt some would come out this far...