The silent predator that roams high above within the trees knows all too well about failure. Although the quietest, she lacks composure for a successful shot. Unfortunately very hard on herself, Nysa spends most of her time alone outdoors, often gone for concerningly long hours that can lead to days. She only eats what she hunts, even though many people back home present food to her when she does return. What she does manage to catch, she keeps the bones as tokens to serve as milestones. The greater the prey, the greater her confidence. She practices her shot endlessly but has great difficultly maintaining her composure. Her aim is shaky and her attention darts too quickly. Incredibly stubborn, she doesn't like anyone to teach her, in which she comes off rude when rejecting offers for advice. Despite her loner spirit, she does stay attentive to those she feels like are worthy of attention. She remains true to being a ranger, having the burden of wanting to be as good as any ranger within her organization. When a higher up speaks to her about it, she is submissive and tries her best to keep up the standards of her people.

The most out of character she can be is when she's alone with Ivory, her owl companion. Since seeing her is so rare, those who have seen her talking mostly think she's strange or has gone crazy. She rambles in a quirky way to her companion about her curiosities and sightings.