Altar of Twilight Can't just let it be

Familiarity rang in the female's tone, and Amekaze knew not what to expect. She did not know where Nishu came from originally, just that he had been tossed from the Ankyra cliffs and somewhere before that, had trained vigorously to ingrain himself in the way he was. Ame had only been left to imagine what kind of life may mold a wolf like him and soon, Kinra confirmed that she knew the very same wolf -- her words matched him so well that Ame skirted her green eyes away briefly, fighting off sadness with a taut expression about her.

She nodded, unsure of what to say precisely and how to say everything that sat so heavy on her chest with the ease she'd need. "Indeed.. his toughness was so.. distinct, and he seemed to know no boundaries," Ame reflected, bitter and sad that he was gone but yearning to move past it to celebrate a life starkly different than so many she'd known.

There was much more she could say but the question posed was one she felt obligated to answer suddenly. "A bear. A dead bear, now, but.." she replied and drew a measured breath before continuing. She wished that it was truly that simple. The bear had been the worst of it and he had suffered injuries few ever stood up again after, then even gone on to survive past the few hours she'd suspected it may take for death to come for him. Charon's.. intervention, no matter how inevitable the outcome, was another matter entirely. "He held fast to his stubbornness until the very end," she looked pointedly at Kinra, not even sure how to express just what way she meant that. Not only had he survived what was a finishing blow by the bear, but he had fought back when death had closed in on him yet again..

She gave a pause and meant it as room for final questions for this encounter, because she would only stay so much longer. Amekaze was itching to track after Wildfire, or at least take her kill back if the trail failed.