Hideaway Strath mmmm yum yum in my tum

Watching Whrist, she smiled with relief that the shadow would be okay. She was pack, after all. 
Herself?
Nyra looked over herself briefly, Whrist's watching going unnoticed. "I think I'll have a few scars, but nothing too major. A few small gashes from teeth to add to my collection." Nyra joked, "We should probably see one of our healers though, yeah?" The Harbinger suggested, turning to stalk into the trees, probably to find Arlette, Hemlocke, or even Dove if the elusive priestess could be found.