Moonspear Perhaps, a bad decision (Intruder)

Her tail swung, slow and arced, as he detailed this event and she didn't like the stranger any more because of it. He seemed.. uneasy, but he'd certainly done what he could -- and should. Maybe she was lucky to only have her leg broken, but in these times of famine and no herbal relief.. it was sure to only lead to suffering. Death may be the easier release for her. "I see," she grated, eyes still on the female with a stormy look brewing on her features. "She may be better off dead, if she can no longer hunt and apparently has no head on her shoulders.." she said towards Dash as she realized Charon's arrival. Amekaze couldn't help but suspect her to be ignorant if she had trespassed so blindly.. even in pursuit of a meal. To have someone run clear over the borders she personally marked plainly was an insult she wouldn't stand by. She had no mercy for the loners in these days.

The pale half of the alphaship certainly had a point -- she was food, if nothing else but soon after it was said, the stranger seemed to slowly ease back to awareness with whimpers and incoherent mumbles. If she only had been dead already, that would cut them straight to the chase. But such was not the way it would play out here today. 

Amekaze moved forward, smoothly erasing the distance between them to come loom dangerously, all bristled and poised, over her. Swiftly growing annoyed by the whimpers, even if they were small, she then lashed her teeth for the stranger's muzzle or face with intentions to rend her into knocking that off. "What good are you to me alive like this?" she snarled lowly to her, already eyeballing the girl's throat as that would certainly bring the silence she wanted. Her teeth hovered nearby. Time was fleeting, and already, this much was feeling generously borrowed from the dark alpha's standpoint.