Moonspear this flesh, these bones

Dash had been intent on keeping Amekaze safe, still feeling like Lazarus would return. The dark male had become fiercely protective of his packmates upon learning of the betrayal of one of their own. Then again, he hadn’t really ever felt Lazarus was one of their own. The male had always seemed off to Dash, not someone who he would readily call a friend, by any means. Still, the fact that Ame and Charon had given him a home, and this is how he chose to repay them, just didn’t sit well with Dash.

He tried to catch up to her as often as he could to make sure she was safe. Today was no different. He followed her scent until some movement caught his attention and he paused. Seeing it was Ame, his head and tail lowered in submission, though his ears perked when a squeaky little voice reach them. He wasn’t in a position to see the little creature, and had no idea what it was talking about. He waited, wondering if Amekaze would shoo him off.