Moonspear this flesh, these bones

When Amekaze's attention turned to him, he visibly softened, his body submissive to her. He didn't hold the same indifference to her as he might others. He shrugged at her question. I guess not, he said, since he had let the critter go. He wasn't all the hungry, and he didn't much feel like expelling the energy needed to catch it. For the first time, at least that Dash could remember, Ame made contact with him, via a nudge to his shoulder. His tail brushed the earth as it moved back and forth. 

He extended his neck with the intention of returning the gesture, though as she moved away, it went more toward her belly. He stopped before he made contact, but inhaled a breath, as if he would be able to catch the scents of the pups growing inside her. All seems to be peaceful, he replied. He hadn't scented Lazarus anywhere near the borders, or any other signs that would have made him defensive. But, he did not put anything past that traitor. 

Is there anything I can do for you? he asked, a little awkwardly. He wasn't generally in the habit of asking others what he could do for them, as he knew his place here and what was expected of him. However, with the coming of the pups, things had shifted a little, and he wasn't aware if she needed anything that he might help with.