The Sunspire You say goodbye, I say hello

<style type="text/css">.ame {margin:auto; width:530px; text-align:justify;font-size:11px;} .ame q {color:#7a2638; font-family:georgia;font-weight:bold;letter-spacing:1.3px;} .ame p {margin:0px;text-indent:30px;}</style>

She hoped to rip and tear whatever she could, and the tangy taste of blood burned onto her senses. Ame snarled through her own grimaces; she knew her she would have an ugly slice to deal with on her own side, too. What she didn't see until he was on the scene was Ferdie's sudden arrival, which negated her need for major defense the second he barreled into her opponent. She had been too wrapped up in only Danica to see him coming.

Amekaze steadied herself, and then remained bristled as she spat the stray hairs from her mouth. The Swiftcurrent wolf did evidently possess some shred of good sense, for she did not engage the two of them together and instead took off. Relief followed, but she could not yet glean any satisfaction; they'd been well matched, and Ame was not without her own wounds to remember this by.

Doing her best to ignore the smarting ache in her shoulders and the wound carved into her side, she jogged after the fleeing wolf, just to ensure she made it all the way past the borderlands and beyond. Amekaze couldn't muster a full on pursuit, not one that she could hope to accomplish anything with, so would at least see her out. She shot Ferdie a stormy look, one compelled by the rush of the fight, and was curious if he would chase. The dark female doubted their unwelcome visitor would linger after that though.