As Obsidian scream, Amaya smirked. "Well, well. Maybe I get to have my fun after all." Amaya happily grinned. She was going to be able to tear Obsidian apart and slowly let her die. Even though these slaves did nothing to Amaya, she still hated them all. There kind took her away from her mother. There kind made her kill other wolves for there mere enjoyment. There kind stuck her and poked her with needles. There kind flogged her until she was almost dead, just to bring her back to life and repeat.
Amaya then herd a rusel in the bushes across the river. What ever it was, it was well hidden and she didn't like it one bit. Amaya sniffed and the scent of human was prominent. However, there was a light sent of something else. It was human, but it wasn't Obsidian. "It looks like we have company across the river, and it's most likely not friendly. Snow, go warn the others about this intruder.... it's human." She quietly informed, "Oh, and don't howl. He'll know where we are and we can't have that happen." She knew that if she had to defend her pack until some reinforcements came, she would want it to be Shadow. Amaya's hunted with him before. She would be able to trust him if it came to taking care of what ever it was that was endangering the pack. At a time like this, it was better to have an advantage, it could mean life or death to any pack member.
Amaya didn't care if a human was shot or killed. But if the humans hurt another wolf, they would have to deal with one very large, blood thirsty she-wolf. Amaya trotted up stream about ten feet to cross the river. There were rocks and she was keen on keeping stealthy. As soon as she crossed she went for the shadows in order to blend in.