Firefly Glen blood in eden

Nyra rolled a 19 out of a 1d20! here! Permission to skip Hydra given in discord! 

 


The Harbinger, to-be Queen herself, almost forgot how trigger-happy other wolves can be, especially when a pack outnumbered an outsider. 
She had turned her ear as she breathed, catching faint footfalls in the crunch of the snow.
Yeah, someone's coming toward her. 
She had looked at the mountain queen with such awe, though she didn't forget she came here uninvited. 
Nyra had turned just in time to see @Antares lunge, and her fight-or-flight kicked in full throttle. 
She didn't run, not just yet.
As the black male lunged for her side, Nyra whirled with the swiftness of a striking snake, roaring to life like a blazing forest fire as she met him mid-way with her own teeth.
Well, almost her own teeth. 
At the last second, she dipped her head in an effort to punt the black male straight in the nose with her crown, a hard hit that would surely leave blood oozing from his nose and hurt like a bitch should she connect. 
If not, she would damage him the best she could with her teeth - to get him and any other attackers to create enough space that she could run away before too many other pairs of teeth met her body. 

She had come to offer her help, but some wolves just didn't care. Fuck this, she's out. Her Impromptu job is done.