It seemed that learning of the Akhlut and his Ridge had come at a good time for her, what with her only other lead on a halfway considerable pack going away. Maybe it was fate suggesting something, in a way, but she was reluctant to put much stock in a belief like that. Although it was hard to discount it entirely.
She twitched an ear and found Pied's next words interesting, at least. A pack's strength banked largely on the leader, true, but with membership invested in the cause it could only be better. She chuffed softly after having let her brows furrow as she heard of Bon Dye's woes in the most detail she had been given so far. Surely, nothing worth repeating and certainly nothing Amekaze was interested in experiencing. To have highly ranked wolves leave suddenly would be utterly frustrating. She believed her loyalty deserved more than that, and thus, she could not give it freely. That is mildly encouraging to hear,
Ame murmured truthfully. I do hope nothing like that becomes of the Ridge. I may not know him well but Akhlut.. does not seem the type to just leave. His pride..
she said thoughtfully, her words trailing in an incomplete idea as she tilted her head. I can see how the notion of roots would appeal, especially... here,
She gestured vaguely in the direction of the sea with her muzzle. I had thought I would have wandered on long ago even, she exhaled, and perhaps there was a touch of conflict in her lowered tones -- she missed Mount Rikudou, but was her place and purpose elsewhere now?
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」