Neverwinter Forest Lidet er om den mans vrede, som ingen vurder

She nodded only once. T'ere no man yet t'at make a good mate fer me. I come with onlee me oun paws. 

It may have been that the faint whisp of packscent clung to her fur still, but she doubted it made a difference. 

Giant she was, but hardly a half grown yearling.