Redsand Canyon I Think You Deserve Much Better Than Me

He nodded, looking to the falls. 
The birds flitting through the water every minute. He didn't know why they did so, perhaps a bath or something. Maybe it was a way of catching food for them. He may never know. 

He could hear in Nyra's voice the resignation. "How has training with Donovan been?" He wanted to see if she'd advanced a lot. Training the same moves often doesn't make you skilled. It makes you flawless in the one move. There's a difference, and training with one opponement doesn't give rise to much opportunity. 

" Are you well enough for a spar?" He looked back to her, his usually muddy gaze lit up in the sun to create deep pools of honey-amber. He wanted to get a feel for her should some shit happen and he'd have to...
It wasn't worth thinking of