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

She chuckled with an uncharacteristic goodheartedness, listening to his words and watching him look over her own massive form. 
He explained his battles, to which Nyra smiled approvingly and with some enthusiasm returned the favor. 
"I can't say all my battles have given me scars, but most of them have. I've fought men, and bears. Killed one once actually." She grinned. "With plenty of aid of course." Nyra added, swaying her tail. Little did she know that in the future, she'd also face and kill a cougar. 

"Forgive me if I overstep, but would you be interested in a spar?" She boldly asked, a friendly challenge in her eyes. He was clearly a worthwhile opponent, and she had energy to spare at this time.