She had been keeping her patrols plentiful these days. Knowing what she did about the wounded Vale alpha her daughter's had brought to their home and sanctuary, she was not taking any chances to let her own defenses waver in the meantime. Even so, all was well for the time being, and the sun was starting its slow descent.  She took this time to begin back up the mountainside and made it to a small outcropping, then decided to loiter there a while without anything else needing her immediate attention. From here, she had a good view of both open skies and valleys below—the way she liked it.

With her geographical advantage paired with what she knew through the others in her family, she didn't doubt they would be fine, should it come to a head over the bad luck of Scimitar's son. But, her youngest pups roamed freely these days and an aggressive piece of her dared them to attempt anything over the lands she watched like a hawk, especially now that she wielded a valuable weapon in the form of her and @Charon's very capable trio of daughters. 

Amekaze settled in neatly upon this perch with, to contrast, thoughts roaming wildly in many directions. From the here to the now, then to the what was to come, she'd find a million places to be if she let herself.

It was quiet, and easy too with him at her side right where she fancied having him. Relative to all the other million matters to think about (her pups, patrols, winter, neighbors--just to start), and then be concerned with, she stole the precious pieces of relaxation from between the lines of all the rest. She knew she may as well while she had the chance. Soon, they'd inevitably be back to their rounds, or wrangling the younger whelps, or tending to something somewhere.

As soon as she realized it, she drew a slow, thoughtful breath and straightened herself up to behold the oncoming Hydra in full. Keenly, she turned her ears forward to give the yearling her attention.

Hydra went right for the point, and her expression shifted subtly, only growing more concentrated. "Ah, Blackfeather." she nodded, having no doubt there. "Yeah, I have never heard of a Nyx," she shook her head. "Nor do I know much of the current matters or leads Blackfeather. They have always been a pack that does not seem to want you to know much," she mentioned as a longtime somewhat distant neighbor of theirs who kept away. They were a pack shrouded in mystery, with a long-lasting claim on those dark woods and its boundaries marked with rotting corpses. To find they housed a wolf willing to attack without fear of self-preservation did not particularly shock her any, truthfully. But it did paint a different sort of stereotype to the wolves from there she had once known years ago, ones who could finish a kill.. and dabbled in purposefully in darkness.

Which had been a high consideration of hers. What did they gain, if anything, from murdering Rannoch? For the fun and sport of it? The thrill? To take what was his? Ame was suspicious of the purpose behind it all, although maybe that was just because she had some measure of interest in this now.

To her, it wasn't usual to investigate new neighbors, so this Nyx coming to ask some questions about the pack didn't immediately raise red flags alone. Rannoch's pack's claim was a secluded place, not immediately nearby the Woods, and had not even been there all that long to establish enemies over ranged hunting turf or otherwise. From through her family mostly, what she knew about Rannoch, Cypress, and Rian--three figureheads of the Vale that she could name--they didn't strike as the sort to incite the wrath of others without due cause, which no one knew about either. It was years back but they had never come sniffing around the Sunspire, and it was closer to them than the Vale was. But, she was not willing to found her suspicion on that alone. Different leaders, certainly, and maybe something else fueled their interest in the Vale there. 

Yet even with what she knew now, Amekaze still could not figure out why and this was leading her to  wonder if there just wasn't a very good reason, plain and simple--all further testament to a reckless enemy perhaps? Not the easy answer that she'd like to have at hand, but it was even more confirmation on how to handle the notion of it all.

Still, it was only another possibility among so very many.. and not knowing the beginning of the depths of Charon's ties there, she was still tending towards a harsher outlook on them as a whole--mainly because she had the means to, although did see the worth in keeping enemies close--just in case. "Yes, thanks," she added as well with an appreciative nod that trusted Hydra would send other info their way if she got it. "I am curious of their real motive, if there was one.. and what their numbers are to back this up these days.. should they intend to make a habit out of random violence next to our mountain," she said, licking the backs of her teeth thoughtfully with mistrust towards these dark woods dwellers evident, but with a hint of interest keeping her eyes bright.

She would hear more, and volley her thoughts back and forth between her closest of wolves until it was time to move forward to action.