Seven days had passed since her utter defeat at the paws of Katranak and Anwar had spent the time working herself up for her next attempt to join the pride. She'd come so far and refused to give up after a single defeat. As much as Katranak had clearly been at her peak that day, Anwar had just as obviously failed to live up to her potential and experience.
Some of that could be blamed on the unfamiliar terrain - no Stormborn had much experience with sand. But mostly Anwar blamed herself and her mental state. She'd been too angry, too eager. Neither were good emotions to win a battle.
Today the lioness was calmer. Hopefully it would serve her in good stead.
"Who will host my challenge today?" she asked the dunes aloud, looking for her would-be opponent.
