Boartusk Heights fear cuts deeper than swords

As they walked, Nyra listened to Jupiter's response, ears flicking in thought occasionally as the greyfur spoke. 
"I admit, it is definitely something to consider further. I suppose I am also afraid my efforts would fail." The palefur admitted, reverting her golden gaze again to look for a boar along the razored slopes "I want to be able to keep the promise to my members that I make. But...I suppose I won't know unless I try." Nyra smiled at Jupiter, a gesture of gratitude. 

"Supposing I do form my own clan in these Wilds, do you know of anyone who might be interested, if and when that time comes?" She twinged inwardly a bit, a silent self-smack for a bold question such as that