Moonspear redrum

She best showed her affection for her mate patrolling and hunting, often silent, and not even always close together, but there was a solace in her heart whenever she roved over their claim with him nearby. The chill of the winter had pressed her closer to him, into his proximity, a little more often than she did over the summertime lately, but this was all her normal swing of things. Even with the flatlands rife with coming war, her wolves all worth guarding more viciously than ever, and the limits imposed by the growing cold, this was her little piece of where it all was right.

As such, Hydra's call pulled her from the past trail and she knew Charon would be there to find out what was going on as well. She made a little pivot and went on to find her dark-coated Beta.

When she did, she did not recognize the male with her. Amekaze's stance grew bolder, and she approached to greet Hydra, and size up the foreigner with blazing, vivid furs. Seeing so plainly that Hydra rose no alarms, and that she obviously trusted her to be a good filter, she had already tended towards curiosity in her observations of what this may be about for it to have come this far. "Who is he?" she asked.