The Heartwood if she says i got to fix my teeth, then she's so american

So far, nothing catches the flame's interest, so with her nose still trailing the ground in front of her she continued to walk around. Maybe it isn't such a back idea to continue, she thinks, as she comes to the hurried conclusion that there's nothing in the Heartwood for her. With a huff, the Sveijarn readies herself to take back off when suddenly a shout makes her stop cold. 

Has she unknowingly stepped into claimed territory?
No, there were no scent markers, there was nothing in the forest.

"show yourself" she barks back to the voice, her hazel eyes searching for any sign of movement as she readies herself for, if it comes to it, fight her way out of there.