Redsand Canyon The quiet hour

"Personally, I think to the likes of Gods it isn't entirely who you come from that makes you who you are. It's your actions, your intentions behind those actions as well." The pale wraith responded after Hemlocke finished. She wasn't the greatest of wolves, and frankly saw herself as less of a good individual and more of an intensely chaotic mess. 
Nyra slanted her ears back and sighed, easing herself into a sit.