The howl immediately brought Nyra's hackles to raise - a kingdom on her doorstep.
Egyptians, of course; the Sovereign sent a bitter glare to the sky as if Odin himself might be there laughing at her - as she made her way down the slopes until the Einvald stood some ways above the mass of wolves on her border.
She leveled them all with a hard but neutral-authoritative stare, her voice carrying loud and clear from above them; 

"Here reigns the empire Jakten, of which I am co-Einvald - Nyra. State your business." Her tone and burning-gold eyes were harsh, but otherwise the entirety of her remained impassive.
Her tail was high above her hips, her stance one of unyielding dominance.
As much as she privately wanted to tell them all to leave and never return - based on the past experiences she had with Egyptians in lives long past by now...the tactical part of her would wait it out, see what they wanted, and go from there.

Her ears cupped forward with silent expectance while she awaited Jaxxon to join at her side.