Normally loathe to leave the borderlands in light of upped security (that had even originally started weeks ago, courtesy so many unknown new neighbors in the area), she was quick to turn her back on them to set herself upon his trail instead. She stalked his path readily beneath the nightscape and courtesy her self-assured motivation, she felt herself gaining steady ground as elevations climbed higher.

By the time she caught glimpse of pale furs, the air was chilled and thin with starlight bright overhead. Her strides were long and greedy to close in the last bit of distance between them, and with that done, she joined up beside him to nudge her shoulder against him. Her arced tail gave its share of content wags, too, for she was glad he was back (although presumably empty-handed in his goal, she wondered). The pathway underfoot did demand its share of attention, so she kept her greeting simple to travel with him until a suitable destination was met.

Charon had taken initiative with this and evidently made his strides forward already. An already established plan revealed itself and so far, it seemed.. sound. Of course the unknowns were at play here, namely her not knowing Eshe at all (and only Scimitar -- a difficult, stoic read no less) but she was still feeling hopeful for the success of it.. which felt good. She nodded, satisfied, with a small sway of her tail at the thought of Wildfire's revenge. It wouldn't erase what had happened.. but, it had to have its value. "Good. May as well let the bastard's final moments go to something worthwhile by letting her end him for what he did," she agreed, because Amekaze did not see any other logical end to it if they got their paws on him. Even crippling him between the legs was being generous, she believed. He'd die.

But, she backtracked to Neverwinter briefly and thoughtfully curled her tail around her paws once she was comfortable with a sit. "Interesting that Eshe is some relative of yours," she mused. Small world, she supposed, and in the next beat realized.. hers too, now in its own obscure in-law sort of way that she struggled with anyway since it was difficult for her to perceive. 

To let Wildfire have her revenge was the very least the fates could offer her in exchange. Most likely, it would be some closure that could help her move past it, but never the magic fix for all things awful she had endured -- nothing ever would erase it fully. Revenge was a sweet distraction, at least, but aside from that, she was pleased progress was made towards it nonetheless.

As she'd suspected, he'd confirmed Eshe's status alongside Scimitar and with it came Charon's unsurprising dislike of him, evidently. Ame couldn't help but smirk knowingly, realizing that the agouti forest leader was exactly the sort of presence he wouldn't like. Afterwards, even more dots connected soon as he was tied into Tevinter's mess. Amekaze figured it was just more heaped onto the ever-complicated tangle of things. "Mhm. He and I were even same pack very briefly. When he took over alphaship of the Creek while I had the Spire, we were kind of reluctantly neutral neighbors a while after having past bad blood -- he wears a scar from Jace, I believe," she smirked, vaguely entertained by that memory. "I still preferred to not have much to do with him, even if him and his mate then were an improvement over the Creek's leadership before them," she shrugged. Personal preference, and she reasoned he probably felt the same about her because of their very limited depths between them. "After the Creek moved, I guess I lost track of him." Mainly because it had never really been necessary to know about it. Even now, she just did because he was in her neighborhood.

She couldn't speak much on Eshe since she'd never met her, but if she was bubbly, she was probably a stark contrast to Scimitar. "I suppose for some, opposites do attract," she snickered, trying to imagine a chipper personality putting up with Scimitar all day long -- she must have some lengthy patience to go with her light attitude, too.