Hushed Willows I was angry with my friend

He'd called urgently for food and so she obeyed.  Banner only allowed a fleeting moment to think that she hadn't heard such a a call from Stark before, but it was not her place to question him.  That - among other things - had been made very clear to her.  And so she galloped toward her brother on swift, short legs with a hare clenched gently between her jaws.

What she saw upon arrival was nothing short of bizarre.  Kavos!  Oh, poor little Kavos.. what had happened to him?  Banner approached the three wovles just in time for Amara to rush forth and snarl at Stark.  The hare fell unceremoniously from her mouth as her jaw went slack - what the hell?  Her ears pinned back against her skull a second later and she lowered her head while stalking angrily forward.  Part of her knew it was a rightful show of submission, but the other part of her saw only red and fell easily into defense mode.  Amara, she snapped, her voice much louder than usual.