Hideaway Strath mmmm yum yum in my tum

I'mma just snag this even though it's so far backdated now lol :> 

Nyra had been doing patrols, doubling down on them, kind of. In the moment it seemed there were plenty of new faces to mix in with those more familiar, and she didn't want to miss an opportunity to either terrify, recruit, or maybe both. 
But, alas, no-one as of today. So instead, as she was heading back into the depths of the Strath, she narrowed her eyes to catch, barely, the stalking form of Whrist. 

Ah, band of coyotes, maybe? Or deer? The reaper couldn't tell, as of the moment, instead prowling up quietly next to Whrist with a soft chuff to announce her presence. 
Staring attentively through the tall grasses, Nyra continued to try and make out what exactly they were hunting now. Coyotes would be exciting, but deer would fill the pack's bellies.