Moonspear eyes closed, ice cold

Unsurprisingly enough, Korei turned down the offer and she felt the rift between them turn especially palpable then. Her own hackles gave a subtle shift at this notion and when Hydra responded, indifferent, the dark mother slid forward from between them.. although she missed the warmth of daughters on either side quickly; she didn't like being the boundary any more either. She only arced around them, setting her sights on them all even better, mainly because she was curious if that would escalate, or how it would pan out. Korei had never contended well among the dark trio, but Ame had not taken a good, long look at it up close in far too long.

She frowned. She simply couldn't guarantee that there would be no more deaths. Such was life, with war stewing in the flatlands and her patience for everything growing thin and worn. "They will have what they deserve," she sighed, vague enough with a small curl of her lips--a symbol of her hate towards those who harmed her own. She had no one single culprit and neither did she understand why. Had this been Blackfeather looking to strike fear or flex their superiority, she might have had a better idea.. but Redhawk? All chaos, nothing else, and conveniently present where her daughter died. This was not something she was going to be quick to forgive, nor could she be convinced that this would be the last time Redhawk bothered her. "And for Galaxy, however unfair it is that she was taken so soon, we must live on stronger than before," she added. They carried the weight she no longer could and Ame would honor her with nothing less. If this meant some shade of violence in the long run, then so be it.