Amekaze had no advantages here. New paths spread before her and on all sides she was flanked in unfamiliarity. Of this she was keenly aware but eager to keep it out of her immediate focus. This place was not her home -- not even close. It took its toll despite her best efforts to deny it the chance to weaken her significantly.
With her short-term goals less clear than she preferred, she could not say for sure what would come of the weeks to follow. Winter approached even faster than even she could realize. The obvious choices were remain in this region (it seemed plentiful enough), keep pressing onward in search of better, or turn back for the Mount where her place was forever guaranteed if nothing else.
Her ears shifted, flickering towards his voice to catch every note, lest they be washed away with the melody of the waters. A feeling,
she replied simply then chuffed -- almost a laugh, though fell short. Amekaze knew this already, however it was noted that evidently, her newness was very plain to see.. Because here, I am.
Chilly acceptance of the issue at hand came easily for her. What is this place?
Either right here, exactly, or on a greater scale than just that, Ame would take any of it. With interactions with other wolves so few and far between, not many opportunities like this came about. She ought to gain all she could even if knowing matters like this seemed boring, it was necessary.