Hideaway Strath Lookin' For Trouble, You found me!

Nyra was closer than she probably should have been, being pregnant herself now, and she heard Derg's call loud and clear, like a battle horn of the Valkyrie. 

The Overseer pelted over the terrain like an gazelle, the months spent here gave her ease and speed, which was now needed. 
Seeing Whrist, Charles, Simmik, Derg, and the stranger, she picked up speed and aimed at the stranger's throat from where she came like a battle hawk, from the side. 

A deafening roar erupted from her as she joined the fray with protective ferocity, teeth seeking Imperia's throat, face, ears, muzzle, eyes. Anything vital and anything immensely damaging. 

only one thing was desired here, and that was for the brazen bitch to
DIE.