The tang of blood on the breezes was what lured her out from her haunts on an outcropping in the first place, while the scent of stranger put a firm purpose in her steps. Ame approached with confident grace, for although her motions were fluid, she infused the strength she did possess into every stride. While she knew that growth of the pack was necessary to solidify their claim, the unease this initially spurred was not to be ignored. So, she made her way closer.
She had hardly found a niche to occupy in the Creek. Here, she was intent on more. Amekaze did want to see the pack grow, truly, but she wished it to be steady instead of one massive rush -- sort of like the Creek had experienced around her time of joining. They were a pack of new-coming strangers, then, and no wonder she had felt misplaced in the current there without any true motivation to even get her head above the metaphorical water. Here, she wished to establish bonds, for whatever they would be worth in time.
What she found was a fellow dark female, presumably fashioning a cache, and Amekaze closed distance with her ears forward and tail lifted. Upon closer inspection, she noted the scents of her male superiors, so her nerves were soothed somewhat but her eyes remained critical and searching.
She chuffed her simple greeting, canted her head in unspoken inquiry, and left it at that, for now. There was much to learn about her.
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」