Moonlit Stroll

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At ease and resonating well with the present circumstance, she loped calmly across the moonlit slopes. Amekaze's afternoon hunts, albeit small, had been fruitful and afterward, she wiled away the hours on guard. She was in good spirits, and was willful not to think of Ferdie, or the oncoming winter, to dampen it -- her focus was now.

Her ears twitched with interest towards the howl's direction and before the note could finish, she was shifting her course through the dark. When she could spot her, white fur and all, her head and tail lifted. Ame continued her smoothly confident approach and settled her whole focus onto the stranger. Although silent, her posture and scrutinizing stares, questioned the wolf's purpose here at her borderlands.