Cedar Sweep I'm just burnt out from pleasing you

The female was already running away by now, and Nyra watched the dark pelt take a wide left far ahead. 

It must've been fate, that the Empress assumed where Vanity was headed for. 
Quickly, Nyra rerouted, weaving easily through the trees, taking every shortcut to get there first, and in remarkable speed.

This arrogant hag would not get in. No way in hell. 

Arriving at the borders, marked by skeletons of canine and bear alike, the Empress waited, hidden in the rocks and hopefully out of view. Her hellfire gaze scanned murderously for the stranger, nose and ears also on high alert. 

And wherever the arrogant cunt came from within the trees, Nyra would wait until Vanity got close enough, and then Nyra would lunge. Fangs arced and lethal and aiming straight for Vanity's face.

Of course, this was all also assuming that the masked wretch hadn't somehow found her way here before Nyra herself.