Moonspear you make it seem you're sacred

Torn between which problem to address, and which one to surely irritate in exchange, she just stayed put with an ugly scowl on and did nothing as aggressively as she possibly could. Eventually, her nose quivered to the scent of.. others. Something smelling most like food interested her best. She started to move to get up, but the unfamiliar male (+meal) came into view so she eased her elbows back down to the grass to observe.

Sight of such an unknown yearling raised a halfhearted prickle--although she did know of him, secondhand through Charon and Hydra. The presence of food did draw her focus more than anything, too, even if she made sure to not tunnel-vision at it. She tried to wipe the worst of her disgruntled mood off the forefront of things, for now. "Hi. Terance, yes?" And most notably to her, Dante's son.. not necessarily something she expected to have here, considering how badly Dante and Charon had clashed once, but lo and behold here they were now. She was hopeful, though, as she liked the longstanding Blacktail alpha well enough herself. He had been a good neighbor to her, and kind of in a roundabout abstract way, brought Charon into her keeping, too.. 

He seemed wary and she supposed her countenance was doing little to help here. She carefully pulled herself up to sit upright, at least, soothing her ruffles and moving just enough to reach for the kill, per his offer. "So you have been staying busy already..?" she quirked a brow, gesturing her snout towards the lamb, all pleased to see the silvered yearling working well already but the voice of the youngster drew her attentions entirely away from him for a beat. She was a loud little thing (which for a half-second, made her remember Alya's loud phase), as Ame turned to regard the pup while she wandered closer, seeming curious. "Cassiopeia, hi," she greeted back with a far less  volume and kept her eyes glued on the youth. Her brother had left his first impressions, and seemed to be a stubborn little boy who would need to learn himself fast. How fared the sister of the duo?  "What is it..?" she asked, uncertain what she meant exactly, and not yet able to ascertain that it was an age old, simple question: why?