Moonspear don't you wish to purge your fears

She looked upon the carcass with a scowl, but to contrast, she was in decent spirits after admiring their effective take-down. Together, they'd made such short work of it that she couldn't help but be impressed. Excessive violence and resource-thieving coyote aside, she was in good spirits and thankful that it was wolves she could work alongside so well that had joined her here. "Hopefully there are not more around," she huffed, but truly doubted it.

As far as she could tell, it seemed they'd all made it out of the tangle well enough on the whole. Not flawlessly, but, they did have a healer among them should it turn out bad enough for anyone to need it. However, these worries weren't overly prevalent because Charon's approach stole her attention above all things. Unexpected as it was (so much so that her tail had arced up subtly in surprise), she still let it happen and softly growled appreciatively. Noticing his cheek even better up close now too, she offered a few gentle swipes of her tongue over the bloodied fur but didn't loiter long. She chuffed and moved to nudge her shoulder against his before she moved back to the carcass.

Since she didn't want scavengers lured to the borders by something like this, she intended to get it out of here and to somewhere she cared far less about. Grabbing the ratty thing's scruff, she grunted something between a thanks and a farewell to Charon and Floki then got to hauling it away. She'd not intended to leave their company quite so suddenly, but, she doubted they'd want to linger with her -- she could take care of this alone and they could resume whatever they pleased. Ame knew she'd be back with them soon enough anyway.