Late afternoon is early for her nightly ambulatories, but with the weather so cold at night lately she's been taking them before sunset this week. Her walks often lead her through the parks, along streams and tree-lines.
The tussling drew her attention, at first because she thought it was a fight, and then because she thought she recognized the two figures fighting. She did indeed, both hands coming to cover her mouth when she sees them playing, to stifle the laughter that bubbled up in response. The little titan didn't want to disturb their play, she just wanted to watch them having fun, being free, romping like pups in the snow.
Well.. that's not entirely true. She did want to join, a small part of her that kept wanting to reach out, the part she often squished down. Hecate bent, gathered a ball of snow.. and threw it at the pair of wolves. Splat!