Luneshale Pass Only angels fall

Safiya wondered briefly if Soto had expected her to be afraid. She wondered if he had realized fear was an emotion she didn't particularly ever feel. That she was reckless and wild with Soldiers fury. That she was A Mazoi born of slaves and soldiers. Built different.

Body lowers and she stalks towards the creature. Nose lifting to gather the scent and whether they are down wind or upwind. And she moves to make sure they stay downwind. 

Paws small in the desert dirt. But determined air to her shift.

do you want me to forward date this to after fight or keep it before?