Redsand Canyon that was still learning the alphabet

of course, praimfaya murmurs in agreement to the vocalization that they would have to spar again sometime. i look forward to it. spoken as truth; praimfaya loves a good spar and sparring keeps her skills sword sharp and deadly. a noncommittal noise is given in response to renard's inquiry meant to communicate that 'yes; she is done with questions'. she dismisses casually with a small gesture of her muzzle, stretching upon her small outcropping of rock; unwilling to relent her shade at the current moment in time. eventually, she would hop down and run another patrol but for now praimfaya is content.