Hideaway Strath held him down, broke his neck

Nyra will come too :D 

A howl. A strange one at that. 
With a low grumble, the Shieldmaiden made her way to the entrance of the Strath, seeing the russet-brown male - the one she assumed called. And there was another scent, she noticed without pause, though the owner if it was out of sight. 

The massive woman stopped about a wolf's length from the brown stranger, tilting her head a little "This is the home of the Saints. I am Nyra. What brings you to our borders?" Her tone was curious more than anything.