Her energy and morale revamped, Amadarie had a new mindset about her: a new way of seeing others. Others could never simply adhere to her world, to her rules, to her life. They each had their own spirit, their own lives, goals and dreams. Amadarie could not expect them to just be as she wanted or as she imagined. The hawk continued onward until she spotted a hound chewing on the bloody remnants of a deer. Circling lower, she came to a hover above the hound's head, low enough to be heard but high enough to not be snatched from the air: "Good day there!" Amadarie called brightly. She hoped this could be the start of something grand.