Moonspear for every sense, a sensation

She moved with @Dirge, and for the most part they traveled in silence. Her anger was clear, and there was little (short of killing another) that would temper her; Dirge seemed to understand this, and even he seemed to echo her sentiments (though she likely projected her point of view upon him, as she often did). When they arrived to Amekaze, her foul mood was abundantly clear, and her tail lashed as she moved toward Lyra. There was a fondness in her gaze reserved for her mother and her sister, but her anger seemed to dominate her senses. 

Speedy and father will not be joining us. He has taken it upon himself to protect her. From me. From you. From other men. It seemed something of a claim, but as alpha male he had the right to protect her from other men—not her, though. There was no other reason not to have her return to the mountain alongside her. 

She is in heat. I told him, them, if anything comes of it, there would be blood. Hydra did not doubt her mother echoed her there, too. Lyra, as well. He would not permit me to escort her home. Hydra could have used force, and perhaps she ought to have tried; she felt her hesitation to do so may have been a costly thing. She would seek to kill that which sabotaged the safety of her own childrens future here, though, and would amend that error swiftly. She did not think her father would betray her mother in that way, but her gaze searched any betrayal on Amekaze's features that would suggest otherwise.