Little Ghost. Zeno's words echoed off of the walls of the cave, slowing wafting towards the trio. 

The words made Tae's skin bristle. In fact, the magic that constantly roamed throughout her body gripped her body so tightly that the mandible-marked filly did suddenly appear like a ghost. It was as if a strong wind could blow her away entirely, that's how translucent she suddenly appeared to be, save for her pale white wide eyes.

Little Ghost. That's what Ampere called her. Her.

At her side, the two black canines sniffed the air. Into Tae's mind they thrust images of their own hatching, and of a small canine coming from its shell. It still shocked the filly that they could know so much just from the use of one of their senses. The fiery marking on Hel's forward churned and glistened like lava that magically remained where it was. His dark gaze bore into the darkness, as did Mal's. 

Another voice suddenly came to them, and Tae's pale gaze narrowed. So there was someone with her older half-sister? Intrigued, the filly stalked forward. She had followed Zeno here and wasn't about to give up now. It wasn't for any particular reason, other than Grusha had left early to go and check on their bone caches while Tae was still sleeping. Rather than loiter around the Throat, Tae had decided to practice her stalking skills.

Taking a breath, her magic began to settle somewhat and her body began to look more and more solid and less like a ghost. Come. She whispered mentally to the canines at her side. Let us see what it is she has found.. Both the wolf and the hellhound nodded their silent agreement.

Appearing from behind the wall, Tae's eyes fell upon the eldest of Gaucho's offspring. Mal and Hel were not looking at Zeno, but instead at the white wolf that lay on the hard floor near her. 
>>White<< they thought with grim dissatisfaction. >>Weak. Should be killed.<< Tae who knew nothing of wolves and why they preferred darker coats over lighter ones, ignored the voice in her head and regarded her eldest sibling with a wolfish stare.

"Hello sister." Her words were cold and laced with a hidden amusement. "I see another wolf joins our family pack." 

Hel's dark red gaze turned to Sarabi. He was larger than she was, and despite his gruff countenance, he approved of seeing another hellhound, for there were few of them in the Throat.