Cedar Sweep What a cyanide surprise you have kept for my eyes

"You're around my borders." Nyra responded with lethal calmness, prowling closer with a raised tail, "Any pack wolf would investigate a stranger's presence. Just be happy I'm the only one here at the moment. Or don't, it's all the same to me." She grinned something predatory, in a way that suggested she saw him as prey, even if that wasn't the case. Uninterested in if she was intimidating to him or not (likely not), she just wanted him to either recruit to the numbers or leave, even if she had to make him. 
"So, unless you're interested in joining my pack, why are you here?" Nyra asked it as if turning the tables on his own question.