She definitely would have just resurrected Vlad just to kill him again, call it tough but she didn't fancy it when someone disobeyed her a second time and she had caught wind of Vladimir's scent soon following it. She was about ready to feed the mountain lion to her python, Moses, she couldn't see why the blind male was so well, blind. She was about to get into a run to possible tackle and pin the same sized big cat until she could hear angry screams along with a heavy Russian accent speaking. She recognized those screams and it tugged at her heart strings, she hurriedly made her way over with both rounded ears angled in the direction of the high pitched screaming. Once she caught sight of both Vlad and a small snow leopard cub did she quicken her pace before aiming to wrap the cub into a protective hug and press her nose to her forward "Oh Hestia, my darling, my sweet, my love." All of this was uttered in a maternal voice as Amunet removed her cloak aiming to wrap it around the cub and used her dainty paw to wipe away the tears. If Hestia was here then where was her brother? Amunet grew concerned wondering if the other cub had been eaten but, she tried not thinking of that as she held Hestia in her gentle grip. She supposed that Vlad was fortunate that Hest was here or else she probably would have given the cougar another whack for the unwanted worry. Her spotted tail wrapped itself around Hestia before she would reach over in her cloak for a moment picking out a vial that read 'thyme' this would probably calm her and a bit of honey for her throat, she wasn't certain of how long the child had been screaming but she was sure that her throat was raw from it. She finally murmured quietly to Hestia nuzzling between her ears.

"I'm here now."

"SPEECH"

Hestia was angry and well, Amunet didn't blame her for it either seeing as the cub had every right to be angry at her. She was a bit angry at herself for not searching or leaving hints for Hestia but, she had came across Vladimir during her time here and well, she supposed that she had gotten sidetracked. She sighed quietly in a bit relief when Hest finally pressed her body into her fur and she would use a paw to bring the cub closer to her slender form answering her with a light frown "I apologize, Hestia. I got sidetracked. . . I found Vlad along the way and he wasn't in the best conditions." There was no point in lying to Hestia, she was her trusted apprentice and like a daughter to her. Using her tail would she try to wipe away the tears before curling it protectively around the snow leopard cub. Her ears swiveled back until they lightly swept over her cranium as she shot a silent glare at Vladimir although, it wasn't like he could see that yet her attention shifted over in the direction of Beck and twitched her whiskers briefly "Ah yes, well, aren't we all full of surprises?" She replied with a soft sigh escaping her, Hestia was like a daughter to her and well, she somewhat filled the empty hole in her heart. She missed her son and maybe even the man she once called a lover yet she wouldn't get hung over that history but instead Hestia with a small frown "Where's your brother, Hestia? You two aren't usually apart," She glanced around as if trying to spot the familiar face but found none, this made her concerned. Had they gotten into another fight or had they lost sight of each other. Oh bother, just when she didn't need to worry about some other nitwit. She rose to her paws slowly adding in a low rumble "We'll find him but for now, let's get you some thyme and honey for your raw throat, sweetheart." With that, she would turn with a flick of her tail and would pass Vladimir with a lash of her tail hitting him lightly on the nose and watching him through a pair of cold, mismatched pools. Was she unhappy? She wasn't pleased with Vlad's recent actions that were deemed stupid and she said to him with a faint growl "Come along, croc food." She normally wasn't this mean or let alone stoop to the level of name calling but, she truly was angry. Her steps were slow so both Vlad and Hest would follow her.

"SPEECH"