Naya was relieved to hear that there would be trees in this new place, but slightly confused about the concept of someone preventing someone else from taking a bond mate. 'What funny witches,' she thought to herself, grinning under her shroud. They had so many odd customs and rules, like where it was okay to touch someone or when it was alright to bind yourself to another, and on top of it all they picked this wasteland to make their home. The brunette didn't understand it at all, but she had to admit that she was curious about their culture.
The sound of Amon pulling his weapon free jolts the witch from her thoughts, and then the sorcerer tells her, "Trouble up ahead, we're going to go fast, hold onto me and when we stop stay on Ormuzhd whatever happens don't intervene just stay on Ormuzhd." He warns right before Ormuzhd picks up his pace, carrying them at a breakneck speed towards some strangers in the distance.
Naya doesn't take well to being told what to do, but she likes this strange desert warlock, so she concedes without much of a fight. "Alright, friend, I will stay on Ormuzhdt," she agrees, stumbling over the salamander's name a little less than earlier, but still adding an unnecessary 't' sound to the end of it. At this alarming new speed of travel they make it to the group in no time, and Naya fights hard not to reach for the dagger stowed away in her boot. They looked like human creatures, and while Amon said some could be trusted, Naya was generally leery of any of them who weren't Meng.
"Greetings wanderers," her friend calls out, catching the attention of the scarlet hooded man. Naya's grip tightens around Amon even though Ormunzhd has come to a complete stop now. The witch catches sight of the hawk from earlier circling above them as this stranger takes them in.
Naya feels a wave of protectiveness wash over her, which is silly since she hadn't know Amon for very long at all. But he seemed to know so many different things and the brunette wanted to learn as much as he could teach her about this strange world outside her forest. But she had told the other that she would just stay in the saddle so instead of reaching for her blade she settles on glaring at the newcomers, warning them not to try anything funny with her eyes.