Moonspear take it back high

Clear and concise, she was given the details straightforward--and sure enough, as expected, he provided an interesting sort of potential in what he supposedly knew of the Woods wolves. From the sounds of Hydra's report, he could link them right to the wolf that had made an earnest attempt at Rannoch's life, and he was apparently keen enough to remember his manners, by the look of it. She listened on, quirking her lips into a subtle smirk, then watching as more faces of her family arrived just behind her.

While she had never harbored issues with the Woods wolves before, and having always known of them somewhere in the background, well beyond to their days of Meldresi's founding and her own Sunspire, what her daughters had reported on the attacker made her furs rise. One rogue madman didn't fetter her, not individually, but her youngest offspring roamed now.. and soon, perhaps even into the greater expanses of the wilds. None of them showed outward interest in the worlds beyond their slopes yet, but that was just it: yet. They, along with her other fellows upon the Spear, were far too valuable to her to simply let this go, not when they could easily have the force to do something about it--with warriors and tactical minds at their disposal.

But, he looked the part of a capable wolf, and as an aspiring warrior and tactician, Drogon strolled up an alleyway quite relevant to her own interests. "A warrior and tactician could fit well among us," she glanced to Hydra knowingly. "How fares your experience in both so far? Have you been on your own for very long?" As a mercenary already, Amekaze suspects there should be something even more behind only his burly outward appearance.

Charon then hit with a barrage of questions that flicked her ears this way and that. Ame was far more indifferent to the Woods, it seemed, but she had no ties to them beyond her longstanding neutrality--a healthy measure of leave mine alone, and I will do the same, one that had begun with respecting Meldresi from a distance, once. But so it seemed.. that could change. "Do you think you may get to speak with her alone? Hard telling what their protocol may be if they know one of their own may have a target on his back," she mentioned, and surely they did, if he had returned to their fold wounded by Moonspear fangs. While she did not want to tell him not to go by himself, because she did not doubt his ability to fight his way out, but maybe it could be best if he only appeared to be alone when approaching them.

She was keeping to herself that itch to help her Cerberus finish what they had started with Rannoch's assailant. Hydra was making it easy to want to take that action, though, both in her own doings and by finding individuals with potential like him.