Nights were getting chillier than before, so she knew how it went from here until the next turn of the seasons. The mountain had sustained them well for two winters past, but it was habit anyway to begin perusing their boundaries and beyond just to maintain close tabs on it should they ever come to need it. The added element of keeping watch for anything suspicious helped lure her out without any hesitation too--just in case she spied any Redhawks trying to hunt or Blackfeather allies lurking near her doorstep. She wanted to know about them if they were, especially with a looming winter to consider, and a tolerance for that which shortened more by the day.

But nothing exactly of that sort caught her eye as the valley flattened underfoot. She kept moving steadily until she did find a dark silhouette moving away. When the wind didn't work entirely in her favor to tell her much more than more mystery, she tried to remedy that. Without going well out of the way to veil herself, she decided to trail after the other more purposefully.

A little time brought her a little closer, stride by stride. As she went, she also found she was not alone for long, and befitting the valley at their doorstep, they could pose the advantage if they needed it. But insofar, suspicion was held at a tentative minimum, born of nothing except proximity to her home. The stranger wasn't immediately fitting the description of the Blackfeather wolves she knew about, not as dark and sizable as she was, and based on her heading, nothing stood out as too unusual just yet.

When the other female stopped, Ame took the pause as chance to close in a bit more, although swung wide enough around her to not pressure, necessarily--just get a better look of her in full. With Hydra flanking her, she knew she had another valuable set of eyes trained on this situation, so engaged with a little arc of her tail. The rest of her still, mainly, said just curious.. which was very much the case. 

Since she had not worked early to preserve the pure silence, she wouldn't waste her time tiptoeing about. She turned her ears towards the stranger with interest, her green eyes bright as she noticed in the moonlight the shoulder scars the other wolf wore. "Passing through?"

The stranger answers, having turned to receive them, and she sees this as a favorable enough sign for this point. Her willingness to reply at all speaks well, and the mountain alpha maintains her position and poise. "I see," she nodded, and punctuated her words with a very brief glance to Hydra. Certainly, a tough situation.. and for two moons? Far too long. "What is she like?" Amekaze attempted to pry, and would make sure to use whatever she got (if anything) in return--be it a description, a destination, or anything else in-between. Personally she did not rove beyond the slopes much, but Hydra and other Moonspearian scouts oftentimes did, so information trickled back to her.

Maybe they would know something that could be useful, or maybe it was a lost cause. She also had to wonder which family she was speaking of, for she knew several with roots scattered across the Teekon, and sure others spanned well beyond those she could think about. "Do you know where she was headed?” Depending on where that would be, if it was even remotely near to her mountain, she may have more to mention.

A small, red wolf had been a reoccurring theme here and there in her life. Her first habit was to think of Fox, but no, that wretch had been dead for moons now. Wildfire, though... it was not a name she had heard in a long time, nor a wolf she had thought much of after she had packed up and ran off without a trace. Even her exactly description had become a little hazy, besides just that she'd always reminded her a lot of her mother. Amekaze had never been as attached to her as, of course, Floki, and even Charon, but who else could match so well, especially knowing she was of the Redhawk clan.

The Spear alpha tried to keep it measured as a few unexpected pieces fell into place and recognition sparked. "Ah, definitely no sign of her near here that I have caught wind of.. not in well over a year," Amekaze said, then licked the backs of her teeth. She could hear the ire of the brothers in the back of her mind. "She ran with us once. Briefly," she punctuated with a gesture towards Hydra, although it was well before her daughter's time. "I always figured she went far." A long pointed look at the commanding wolf before her wearing unfamiliar scents may prove just that.

Amekaze shifted her weight, and decided she would say more although she looked on the edge of motion. Something about this wolf.. she had a feeling she may know what to do with information like this: "There have been wolves—well, a wolf I know of, attacked near here. Guilty party knows we know, so have not pressed close to us since.. but I cannot say where else they spread from their shadowed hole in the flatlands." she provided with a slow switch of her tail. Maybe it would help, or maybe only serve to worry her and hers. Maybe it had nothing at all to do with what had derailed Wildfire, but above all, Amekaze was now keenly aware that this could go even deeper than Rannoch's random assault. She may never know if it was, or wasn't. Considering she didn't know this wolf enough to know that she cared about where Wildfire ended up, these still weren't suspicions she'd set aside easily.

At least one piece of her suspicions were true in that Wildfire had landed far from them. Even when she had personally lived on that more northern mountain range, much further than Ankyra on the coast was beyond her regular scope. Days separated them from here and now, easily. In fact she no longer had a good idea of the sheer distance. She never traveled that far anymore.

Nevertheless, Hydra provided further details of what Ame had begun to speak on, and as she did, the green-eyed alpha nodded. They knew of no reason, no due cause, and to her, the fact that he had held the claim of Alpha was perhaps the most valuable prize on Rannoch's head. Together, via the wolf himself and what else Hydra and the others had managed to sleuth out over time, they had continually come to no solid conclusion on why the burly Frostfur would come under fire like that. "He did survive, albeit not without a little help," she answered with a matching gesture to her side. He'd be dead if not for her daughters, she did feel that to be true. Now that left her with how much else to explain from here.

"He was not entirely among ours when it happened," she mentioned, alluding very thinly to the familial tie that brought him closer to Charon's lot, but she still believed it vaguely relevant that he had been a leader they had attacked--although she would never be able to prove that played any part of it. "His claim was north in the mountains without any apparent bad blood between them beforehand. Neither did they make any moves to finish what they started after," she detailed. They didn't steal his lands, his wolves (as well as she knew), or even come looking to get him while he was weak. None of it added up to anything except random violence. "He was attacked by a large, pale male with sandy-colored legs." She found herself faintly bothered by a description that fit Floki so well just after word of Wildfire's reappearance in her neck of the Teekons--hopefully unrelated. "And a fresh scar on his face, now. Prior to this, that pack had always kept either to themselves or at least away from us at Moonspear.. largely irrelevant to us and ours, until now, and without much reason. Hard telling if it has anything to do with yours," she nodded. There was only Charon's tie to one individual over there, and Ame had never put any stock into it.

There was only so much more she could share right now, but she offered what she could. With the belief that this dark warrior would make good use of the information, it was made easier, and for her own selfish reasons she would be finding out more in the weeks to come. Thanks to a tendency for decent scouts and Charon's personal ties to Blackfeather, Amekaze had faith they would make good progress.

She nodded deeply and understood she had others waiting on her. Amekaze wouldn't keep her, not well beyond an exchange of names. She whuffed a low farewell and nudged Hydra along her way. Next, they'd point back towards home to consider this.