Redsand Canyon Such a dark destiny

Rolled dice to see if she believes him. Nope ;w; this poor boy

 

Nyra narrowed her eyes some as Crowfeather spoke. His words may as well have been small waves of water against an unyielding wall of steel. Though she didn't know Ramesses personally, she very much doubted one of his own wolves would so quickly change sides after she attempted to kill the arrogant bastard. They all seemed pretty damn loyal. 

The Grandmaster considered her options... Send him running? No, that would risk further confirming their location to her enemies...
Hold him prisoner? Kill him? Kill him and eat him? Frankly the last two and a half options seemed much more enticing to the battlemaiden. 
He seemed to be a fast little thing, so she'd need to go about his capture carefully...

Assuming she could bait him long enough.

"Follow me." She rumbled after some silence. 
Turning to prowl further into the canyon, Nyra would keep a close eye on the boy, assuming he followed her. 
Once she led him far enough into her kingdom, she planned to subdue him, then she'd throw him somewhere he couldn't crawl out of. If everything went her way, she would interrogate Crowfeather with the relentless ferocity of a war monster.