Kintla Flatlands The one to whom I should be right

Nyra grit her teeth against the pain she was in. 
Looking around, she studied the trees and mountains far into the distance. 

"There is Moonglow in those far mountains, Redhawk Caldera further southwest. I'm unsure about either, but I think we should...try." She painted softly, hesitantly veering their path toward the Caldera.
Unbeknownst to her, messages anti-Saint had been sent out in the recent past.

Would they be given a chance, at all, there?