Ravensblood Forest Falling too fast to prepare for this.

She doesn't understand his persistence. If someone were to openly and loudly tell her to get out of their sight, Nyx would not hesitate to roll a shoulder and take her leave without looking back. It was clear that she did not wish to be disturbed in any way, let alone followed. The dark-pointed yearling merely glanced away before turning his attention on her once more, which caused the pregnant Ostrega to bristle in annoyance.

He spoke then, stating that he had no intention of harming her, which cause her lips to twitch and reveal another flash of fangs. The last thing she was concerned about was being injured, as the many burdens of her mind pained Nyx far more than any physical wound ever could. Boldly, the yearling advances and the agouti wolfess parts her jaws, spitting saliva in his direction with the ferocity of her snarl.

Without the energy to assert herself, she allows the growl to dwindle to a mere rumble as she made to slink from the scene and leave Nyx didn't care for his name, nor that he was an apparent pack-mate. She eyed him suspiciously as she moved, before quickening her stride and resuming her search for solitude once more.