Moonspear eyes closed, ice cold

Alya's anger bubbled out of her, whip-crack sharp. Not even Hydra had time to curb her. "Stop it, KJ," she said hotly, glad that Amekaze was no longer between them. It enabled her to step toward the pale girl, eyes serious and words intent. "It's not your job to care about other wolves - it's your job to care about your family. It's not like we're going out and killing their innocent babies! We have to stop them before they take more of our own."

Alya turned away as her voice grew more heated, unwilling to yell outright at the pathetic girl. "You need to rethink your priorities," she huffed, pushing out of the circle of her family and striding a few paces away to cool off. It was true that she had not exactly mourned Galaxy, but that didn't mean she didn't care. It was just - what was the use? Her energy was better spent on revenge than on sorrow, something Korei had thus far failed to grasp.

She is still around, just trying to reign herself in so she doesn't say more mean things.