Sunset Valley swison

nyra was very casual for someone who had sustained such heavy wounds. heda stared at them as the woman spoke, unashamed. luck, the older member of their species said. but the girl was not so sure. nyra was formidable and weighted with muscle. 
she looked at druid, and then at mireille. she wanted to hear more details. the other white wolf had ranged out and on. "you're with him. is that moonglow?" she asked, tail waving behind her. "if a mountain lion came right now, could you kill another one?" heda blurted