It was still earlier in the morning hours than she actually liked, but she would dredge herself out into the snow and rove a bit anyway then eventually patrol until she couldn't stand it any longer. The cold wasn't biting as badly today, so she had to take advantage while the sun was up. Plus, she was coming back around to her other senses, the ones that didn't revolve around carnal desires and her most greediest attachment to her other half. This go of it, she seemed let it drag on, annoyingly so.. but it had been well-spent. She had finally let herself indulge, relax, and embrace it well enough to enjoy. Familiar, everything went uncontested, and undisturbed by anything beyond annoyances from nosy boys; in such a comfort came with real foundation behind it. The other details could have her tend to them later. For now, she still had plenty to do here in the present, besides hoping that spring came sooner, rather than later this year especially.

She still felt the lingering edge of it all though, and shook the ache out of her legs with a stiff trot down a steep incline. When the ground underfoot finally flattened enough and more frequent pathways began to spread before her, she slowed back down to a walk and sniffed along. Feeling a little removed from all the everyday sorts of routines with everyone she normally passed by, she tried to ease back in with a sharp look on. As always, she knew the others were busy here, and that she had catching up to do where it came to the finer details. Now she only had to sniff out where to begin.

Shifting focus so starkly was a process of its own. She reached across the mountains--breathing deep, and listening, until it was that her path brought her near Gannet's own it would seem. To his bark, she perked her head and paused mid-step to eyeball him from here with a questioning squint. 

Her hackles gave a slow rise; she was not used to seeing him out and as such, she took a second to adjust to his new honest status as omega, no longer a Redhawk captive. An improvement.. which in that case, she would have to make this apparent somehow. With his leg in questionable shape and winter's snow still coming, Amekaze was still going to have to scrape for reluctant optimism at best right now thought.

But, this was none of the outright display he had seen from her last time. She rolled her shoulders back and swung her tail up as she slid forward again, this time angling towards him nose-first with long strides. His hobble would take too long and her patience was pretty sparse already. "You," she chuffed, a bit harsh--she warred with her sights going red at his prior affiliations still. She was coping, and did not know that he had anticipated a daughter of hers, not her.

Slowing up to a loose walk, she circled him wide by a few lengths--mainly so she could see his leg, as well as the rest of him, in plain sight. She mostly knew him crumpled up somehow. "How is it?" she asked, gesturing at the lame limb with her muzzle.

Better was good. Decidedly among the things she could find little fault with, she nodded thoughtfully and finished her lap to pause somewhere closer to his front half. "Good. Hopefully more so with time," With time, it could get even better, and maybe even stronger. She wondered how mobile he would be fully healed. But mending in winter was never easy, from resources to navigating at all (considering all their snow lately too). She took it as a positive sign that he was maintaining an upswing, all things considered. "Spring will probably make it easier for you as well." Which she hoped was soon. It had better be soon. She was certainly devoting her energies to the notion--she'd need it, if she and Charon did have their pups soon. "The mountain is easier to move around on then also.. can go up further, see more. Better hunts too.." she mentioned, since it was something that interested her. Whether or not the crippled Gannet cared or not remained to be seen. She knew very little about what went on in his head, and what exactly his strengths and interests were.

She liked him a little more not so pitiful and stayed as she was, beginning to reflect more neutral overall. "Yeah," she nodded, also finding the heights an easy enough interest and maybe something for him to look forward to. Amekaze couldn't say if it would be any time soon enough. Not only did his healing matter but so did the weather. "When it warms up and ice melts, you can reach new paths and meadows even." Not knowing what sort of routes the caldera he had grown up on held, she just kept it related to what she knew here. Again, in time, if he stayed among them like this (living and in their rankings) he could find out easily enough.

"Bighorn sheep and mountain goats sometimes, for the big prizes up there," she said while fighting the urge to lick her teeth. "Worth it for the brave." And indeed, it took a skilled wolf to hunt up there some days. On cliffsides, on changing terrain, on mud, then rockslides--who knew what else.

She nodded her head to affirm her answer that yes, they did hunt together. "Sometimes." She also went alone sometimes just because she was better at finding spur of the moment trails than she was actually employing the tactics of a large-scale hunt--but those were never the big meals she went after then because she knew better, and knew that one wolf could only do so much. "You can learn, if you want it," she returned, hopeful that he could do better than the aerial acts his lunatic father had launched once; their good teachers here would make sure of that. "With time, and come spring--which better come soon--there will be plenty of opportunity," Ame nodded, quite sure of herself. There would be hunting to be had and he, so long as he ran among them, was welcome. When the upper meadows opened more and they would have puppies to feed (she wasn't ready to tell him this so directly though), she knew the pack would go hunting for the big finds up high now and again.

With or without that leg beneath him in full, if he wanted to hunt the bigger game on heights, he'd just have to learn how. "Perfecting your balance now will help." she motioned very briefly to his lame leg. In all of its manifestations, she would always believe balance was important, more so than her words may let on.

She could never speak from personal experience. A few times over all the years she'd been around, she had only ever hurt a paw or a leg here and there and that was the closest to it.. and those had always been minor enough for her to still mend. But even so, she knew it could be done. Wolves lived without entire legs before. She had seen it happen. It wasn't easy, surely, but there had to be some method to it and adjusting properly enough.

None of her answers were going to come too easily, although it was now because she simply did not have them to give yet. Amekaze could offer him no guarantees. "Walking will help, I would bet.." she hmm'd, this was all theory on her behalf but grounded in experience and logic. "To build strength where the leg lacks, and to train your body to remember that.. Then after you can run, and climb. But do not overdo it." She motioned up again. If he tried to exert too much, too soon, he really would impede his healing. However he was doing really well so far, and it was honestly less of a concern just yet so she would offer him this next piece. "When you are up to it, you should spar. Keep it casual at first until you know what you can do and take on it. The maneuvers it takes to defend and offend, the split second decisions.. all of it polishes up a good stability in ways other things do not reach, in my opinion." And there were plenty of able wolves here, despite her not offering herself--she would sub in Jarilo or Vela if she had to anyway since they needed the experience. Point was, he was in no shortage. It was the best piece of advice she would offer any wolf, three good legs or not.

She let a pause hang, unsure how much more he may want to ask right now, or if she would be moving on soon. Although it was with a small measure of reluctance, she had to commend the yearling for sticking to it, and persisting. "But really. You seem to have a good start going," she had to say, silently urging him to keep moving on that path and to not let the long tired road to full recovery wear him down.

Amekaze was tentatively hopeful for him, and would close out this encounter with perhaps a dash more regard for him. She still thought he was impressively simple but for now, maybe that was for the best. Ame supposed good morale was key for his continued mending, and wanted to find out what did work to make him stronger.. because why not know what it took to get back to it after an injury like that. Above all, she was curious of the outcome here. So far, so good?

Anyway as this drew to a close, she was on her way as well. Until next time.