Hideaway Strath mmmm yum yum in my tum

will something like this help with a trade or something?

The black ear of the wraith flicked back toward the newcomer, her nose told her it was Nyra but her eyes remained fixed on the animal, perhaps not so large after all, the form split and moved slightly closer it was two coyotes, She lifted her lips in a silent snarl then she glanced up to Nyra and nodded toward the invaders, Though the pack land could likely support the whole pack and then some. Whrist was not about to leave ‘then some’ running rampant two meant puppies and puppies meant a coyote pack would soon be in the heart of their territory.

“What do you think? drive them off or kill them?”  She whispered breathily keeping her voice barely audible she didn’t want to alert their pray. She was no leader, not yet, she needed to watch a leader in action in order to learn, she knew this, she was hoping Nyra would have plan on how to confront these pretenders. Any anomosity she had towards the White wolf was placed firmly on the back burner in the face of a hunt. Her teeth almost ached to taste coyote blood.