Moonspear Road kill has its seasons

Given her proximity to her mountain, everything about her approach was intense and brutally sure of itself. The din of the chaos of the others still flicked up her ears, and something dire sank her heart not long after she could make out what was even being said--Galaxy, but she didn't have time to mourn what couldn't be changed now. It was a sensation marked by a stinging touch of deja vu; once before the starry-eyed girl had been taken from them too soon. Now, was only worse, and this was more momentum sending her forward.

But if a wolf had not killed her.. then how? Amekaze's chest ached with the possibilities, no matter how far reaching. She didn't know anything about what had happened, or who, if any, had seen it done. She'd look at her unfortunate daughter herself once the dust settled here and figure it out then, she decided. Now, she did not want to waste time. What was done was done, and Galaxy's body wasn't going anywhere.. not until the dark mother took her to her heavenly resting place close to the stars. But these were faraway thoughts still, ones going unprocessed for now while rage raced in her blood.

Foul play or not, she didn't need these reeking Redhawks loitering around, conveniently involved when things were going disastrously wrong for Moonspear wolves once again.

The Cerberus had the pale Redhawk soon and this (their fury) certainly pleased her as she loped up to them, although she had to wonder how much fight he had in him, or if he was as slippery as his predecessors. She reached them with a low, wicked snarl.. but they had a good tooth on the situation right now. Of her many, many problems right now, this one pertained most of all to him, the slimy little wretch she hoped they kept their grip on long enough to interrogate at the full mercy of the sisters' wrath. Especially if it truly, honestly, was not his doing, and the death of her innocent daughter had nothing to do with him or his: "Why the fuck is he even here?" she asked venomously then tried to step close enough to snap her teeth at his face between the onslaught of her daughters. One wrong move and she'd throttle him if they didn't first, and she wasn't above keeping him detained as long as they could. It wouldn't be the first time she kept one of Fox's mess-makers. "Did anyone see what happened?" There was ice on her every word.