Hideaway Strath to one in paradise

Sovereign heard the bellow of a furious female.
For Nyra...she assumed that was her mother at one point in the past.
With a tired sigh, the child would walk with an obvious I'm over it air, exhausted.
She saw the red woman and her flock who had attacked her only a month or so ago, spanned down in the valley of the outsides of the Strath

Not that she didn't deserve it then, she supposed.

Sovereign would stand on a steep, rocky overlook that was immensely difficult (if not impossible) to reach from where Avicus and her small army was and would call out with a deadpan tone that did not match the voice of her mother in the least "Nyra's not here. She was killed by a bear in the mountains to the south not too long ago. I found very little of her left. So go away." 
She looked directly at Avicus with tired and almost dead-looking eyes, tail low and body neutral despite the exhaust that held her, pale fur shaggy and weight clearly still that of someone not yet fully grown into themselves physically.
"Look, I'm tired. I've had a lot happen in the past few days, and I'm over it. Go home." She added, tone unchanging.