The Heartwood Take away everything I am

Nyra snorted sharply at the brute's words and emerged, looking at him with an unamused but not necessarily hostile expression. 
"What a pity." She growled softly, swishing her tail at her haunches "White fur isn't exactly the best of pelts to have when it comes to being unnoticed, no?" The titaness scoffed gently. She sniffed him from where she was, trying to decipher of he had been around Neverwinter recently. 
Not that she could tell, in this weather. 
All the same, she couldn't risk him alerting the Neverwinter wolves of her presence. Not if she could help it, anyway. 
Still, she held off on attacking him for now.
But, if it came down to it and he ended up being a threat, she would most definitely use her fangs.