Sunbeam Lair A Face in the Labyrinth

Nyra tilts her head a little at his words. Does she really deserve the credit he says she should give herself?
Possibly...
Then, a weak show of surprise as he offers her a place in his pack, if Easthollow denies her. 
"I'll keep your invitation in mind." Nyra smiled, wagging her tail slightly. Donovan seemed friendly, and therefore she really would take it to heart. 
Though, the girl felt sour keeping potential information from him.

Before she could say anything else, a large yawn escaped her, making her part her mouth to display wicked teeth as every healthy canine has. 
Shaking the yawn off with her head, she looked back to Donovan's coppery gaze "I feel guilty not mentioning it, but I have very little experience in fighting. I wasn't taught much in my birth pack before I came up here, only... enough, for self defense. Every situation I've been in that has had potential for physical altercation, I've saved my hide by rolling over in submission. Luckily, it has rarely cost me a meal. It seems my size does me well in that manner, at least." She cracked a bit of a wider smile at her attempt to joke about her being so big.