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Her eyes had almost never left Ciaran's form as he hurried away. 
Though as Whrist rushed forward, Nyra turned her gaze back only to notice he was without a trace, thus she grumbled loudly "He's already gone. This storm is too thick to give chase, let's just go home." she huffed, lashing her tail with irritation as she turned southward and stalked in the direction of the Strath.