Herself

Nina took a deep breath to steady her nerves as she stripped off her clothes, then pulled back her dark hair to buckle the brown leather collar around her own neck, attached the leash, then knotted the opposite end to a low branch that would allow her to sit and enjoy her private picnic.

A thought striking, Nina took the pile of her clothes, balled them up, and tossed them underhand to the opposite end of her blanket, where she could not reach them.

Then she took a chicken pesto sandwich out of her lunch sack and began to eat, her pale blue eyes (which she had inherited from her icelandic heritage) taking in the beautiful surroundings.