Sunset Valley Lights from the airfield, shining upon you.

The Warmaiden watched without disturbance as Towhee defused the bomb that was the young fool. 

Nyra also wasn't really surprised by the cool tone when the other woman coaxed Rye away even as he glared at the massive white woman. 
Eventually though, he chose wisely, very wisely, and turned away with Towhee. 

The Warmaiden resumed her travel then to Kukutux's camp without a glance their direction to spare.

If she met Rye again, she knew they'd go to blows regardless of what she did or said. 
His ego and pride clouded him, in her eyes. 
But was she not the same, until very recently? Wasn't she still shedding that part of herself? 

Nyra huffed softly to herself with this thought as she went.

exit for Nyra! Feel free to close this if you want <3