Moonspear she's got a weapon and a motive

Her ears perked forward, and her beta was right to the point of Blackfeather's involvement in what the coastal leader had shared with them. Ame was quick to realize the weight of this, and the scope of this mad, pointless violence was ever lengthening. The fact that it was Wildfire involved was a layer of it that she did not particularly care about.. or really need right now. Ugly suspicions were confirmed and she knew she was right in telling the seasalt stranger about their flatlands scourge. The pieces had fit too well. The Caldera was closer to Blackfeather, her route could have easily passed by their waiting traps. Since she had come to hold most of Fox's relations in a similar, dismal manner, she could imagine the small red wolf had been a relatively convenient grab--easy enough prey, perhaps? Either way, she'd found her way into something quite shitty by evidently getting tortured.

Ame was still off-put by their continued lack of logic, and this was only more reasons to look down upon that forest's inhabitants. She didn't know why Blackfeather would bother.. beyond the fact that it was just because they could. "I see. Torture is just as pointless as I have come to expect of them. That coastal female did not know them.. I highly doubt they had anything to gain from it." she detailed with a wrinkled lip, then settled in looking towards Charon for more thoughts on Blackfeather, such as how he felt in the wake of his visit. "How did you hear this?" she asked back to her daughter, curious of that, and where Hydra had been as well.