Redsand Canyon A dirt road's singing me a siren song

A soft chuckle rose from his throat, but he backed away to give her room to reorient herself with her surroundings and possibly get up. He hadn't meant to make her fall so hard. Though she seemed no worse for wear. Reyson wasn't certain if he was nice or just polite, but he had always been this way.

A soft hum in his throat as he thought of the answer. How old had he been, how long had it been. A frown on his face. I believe I was about 4 months old when I was taken into military service. On the field at 6 months. What about you? How long have you been training, Lady Fennec?