Ouroboros Spine crawled out of the sea

Aiwë had not considered that her words might be taken as siding against the onyx male -- in fact she had hoped to avoid choosing sides at all -- but it seemed her act of peacekeeper meant she had only been lumped in with those the man considered against him. Blissfully ignorant to this, the birdcaller thought she detected a morose air to the two-gazed woodsman as he became quiet and withdrawn but couldn't quite be sure, her attention drawn to the hunt and the plans that were being laid by Adrastus and Sialuk. 

Seeing as Sialuk's greatest strength seemed to be her swift paws, the herdstalker naturally considered her best role to be the one who would drive the beasts along the Lake. She was small, soft-footed, sneaky. The spindly she-wolf could be fast too, lacking the strength it would take to make the killing blow. "I can get past them," she promised, ears splaying demurely as her gaze flitted from the pale hunter to the dark, then to the Star in search of protest.