Moonspear nature's will

With her ears pricked, she felt her expression turn a little stonier as the list of familiar names spanned on to have this fall right into place. Now she eyed the yearling in a new sort of light, wondering how many of these were Dante's features she was seeing reflected back upon his daughter.

Drawing a slow breath, she had nothing good to deliver once her justifications ended. "Ah. Your father was my good neighbor once a long time ago," Amekaze said, since she had always held Dante in a certain sort of favor even knowing that he and Charon butted so badly. But, in a very blatant way, it was that violent clashing of the two that had brought the speckled yearling to her mountain range once too. Very likely, it was a monumental catalyst to all of what she sat neatly upon up here on Moonspear.

Nevertheless, moving on: "Well, your siblings both were here, but they took off in favor of traitors and cowards not too long ago," she laid out simply enough, lacking any particularly motivating inflection. "Cannot say I know where they have gone to from here, but it is not near." She reasoned it may be obvious enough why she wasn't actively ranging often recently and quite frankly, neither did she care enough to go searching the wilds to see where her former packmates had pranced off to after they had decided they had gained enough here.