Company was not exactly what Luxuria had intended to find, though in truth, she had not intended on discovering what had been lost, either. The lack of wolven scents - not even faintly - had told her what she needed to know. It had been many years since a wolf had stepped into this territory before her - if they had ever ventured this far to begin with. Though the flora aroma that clung to the defiant cherry blossom tree was well womanly (and would likely cling to her fur for a few days) it was not overly unpleasant. As it was, there was a slight possessiveness over it, knowing that the territory would remember her, and any other that came across it this day. Company, unsought as it was, had seemed to find it's way to her, nevertheless.
It came in the form of an ebony creature, female the ebony creature's scent informed Lux as the Spartan's nostrils flared to take in what information she could get. Beyond that, and the tell-take scent that she, too, was a loner, it did not tell Lux much. Honey golden eyes took her in slowly, with the barest hint of caution though Lux hardly felt threatened. A Spartan's greatest glory was to die in battle, after all, if that was what the Fates had destined, though Lux doubted it. She made her own fate, not three old ladies, nor an did an oracle define it. The other woman was the first to speak, and for a few moments Amekaze's words were met with a blank look from the Spartan as Lux tried to work out if Amekaze was speaking of the tree or her and if it was the last, if that had been flirtatious or if Lux was just interpreting wrong. Deciding that she had definitely been interpreting wrong, Lux broke herself out of her hesitation. "Mhm," She drew, brazenly lifting her eyes from the woman to the tree for a few seconds before they settled back to the other wolf. "It's rare to see a cheery blossom in full bloom in winter." Not impossible (Tokio looked it up) but certainly unlikely.