Cedar Sweep I Want Your Bite

I was so tired earlier LMAO I'm sorry ;w; 

Nyra hmmmed dismissively, watching him preen himself like some sort of regal bird. 
The silence stayed for a few moments before the Harbringer spoke again, "Soon, it will be harder for you to get your fix." She spoke with a purr, smoothly. As if she somehow knew what his deal was.
She didn't. But she could assume.
"Alone, anyway. Perhaps joining a pack may be of interest?" Nyra canted her head to the side a little, motioning with her head back to the Strath she came from.
"You're just outside our doorstep anyway." Another way of saying "You're already on claimed lands, so might as well" And yet she smiled softer than she had before.
"Besides that, if you join us, I think my Grandmaster would be more than happy to let you drink from anyone who intrudes with no intentions of joining the ranks." The glimmer in her golden inferno gaze was enough of a tell that she figured Donovan wouldn't be against it if this man were to ask.
"What's your name, love?" Nyra inquired, looking at her paws and inspecting them as she heard him out, keeping at least one ear cupped in his direction. 
They both had eyes on each other. Pretty sure they both knew it, too.