Redsand Canyon Could you tell me again what you did this for? [1]

The boy she named, she also watched. 
Watched when he fell asleep, watched when he rose again with an obvious thirst. 
Nyra followed behind him with paws quiet by habit more than intent, and came to her pupil's flank with a soft chuff. 
"The canyon we call home holds its share of treasures. There's a few places you can find water if you know where to look." She offered on the assumption he was looking for water, looking around the russet spires as if gauging their exact location within. 
A few moments later, Nyra gestured a direction with her muzzle and began to head for one of their hidden oasises. A glance to Fang was the silent thrum of expectation, for him to follow her.