{ Angels are Bright Still }

He comes to stand beside me, sliding from the undergrowth and shadows that cling so well to the midnight of his pelt in a way mine never will, to take his place beside me, his form so large and towering, heavy and thick as is the way of his bloodline where my own is sleeker, finer perhaps and built more upon the touches of speed and agility the blood of my parents was so designed to yield for the Art they practice and revere so highly- though never was I tempted to such a calling. His presence, ever-there and ever-needed is a comforting thing, a show indeed of the power of unity, of our determination to walk side by side in all things. We are not so perfect of course, we do not always agree and yet each challenge so far has been overcome. We display the unity of our relationship as a symbol of the unity of our pack. Diveen is powerful, we are one in almost all we do and that is why we stand above all others. We are not greater, we do not perceive ourselves as such, but numbers do not lie and Diveen, to my knowledge, supports more than any other pack. Perhaps Weylin does not understand, perhaps he never will, but more wolves then any other congregate here- I am thinking we must be doing something right, no matter how Weylin might desire otherwise. He may believe his pack enjoys his....misplaced rage but even his Queen does not stand beside him, she remains back with her Pack, her eyes holding disapproval for her imprint. Mores the pity, perhaps pride is blind- but rage is deaf too, or so it would seem.

At least it would seem, the black King has remembered some of his manners, apparently having forgotten them when he accepted my invitation to sit with me, to discuss the matter at hand while he saw fit to dishonour himself with his disrespect of myself, my Kingdom and my right to choose my own mate- or so I believe. Perhaps he disagrees with my ways as I disagree with his, yet I have not, to my knowledge dishonoured him by suggesting he is not fit to lead, even if I do think such a thing within the confines of my mind. I have remained courteous throughout, or at least attempted to be as such, where his blatant disregard has near my Kane the right o physically and embarrassingly remove him from my presence. Whether he is accepting of it or not. I am Queen of Diveen, as he is King of Glorall and he will accept that, respect that- or leave. I care not in this moment and indeed I am knowing well the ways of my mate to understand that he is angered, though his form is calm, controlled and restrained as he understands it must be for now, my form pressing into my Kane, feeling the power within him, soothing him, assuring him of my own clarity in the matters of this angered King of Glorall. Perhaps he as right to be mad, for I would be had my Brother not been avenged and yet I still do not wish to believe of myself that I would act so- poorly. Yet if Weylin will attempt to understand, as he tone, though not his words seem to imply, then I will attempt to understand the manner of his culture which seems rather- aggressive to my mind. Of course there are times in which I doubt myself, in which I believe my Fathers manner had been the more appropriate and yet there are times in which I look upon my own victorious, as in the matter of Vague and his attacks upon us, a wolf now firmly controlled and within my debt, a wolf who has attempted so fiercely to make amends after I had merely spoken to him and offered him respect as a living creature- that he had reverted and I am proud. Violence is not always the answer- though I would be lying to myself most strongly if I did not deny that I have felt conflict over the matter of Jaidah and that I would not be enjoying- just a little to be nipping Weylin. Leadership has many sides and many faces, Weylin merely chooses a different one and this I must remember as he speaks, though I cannot be assured my Kane will see it as such, nor will I forbid him to speak freely if he chooses, his words hold the right to be heard also and indeed I hold his gaze for merely a moment to convey this. If Kane has something to add- he is welcomed.

As Weylin speaks he sounds merely- confused though his words are still placed unusually, my own head tilting slightly in contemplation as he continued, his words becoming trivial and tiresome once more. For his efforts to understand I am grateful, he has tried and yet failed once more. I shook my head softly.

�I would not have you lie to me, just as I do not lie to my pack. You misunderstand- though the concept is a difficult one for those being unfamiliar. It is simply not our way to be, how you say? Having tantrum? I do not hide my feelings from my wolves, I simply do not allow them to affect me so as to be driving my actions so fully. They are there, they can be seen and yet I control them. I am Queen before I am Isola, sometimes I am being both at once. It is being a balance and some matters, as this one, are being personal, each wolf within my pack knows of my feelings on this, though never have I plainly shouted them, for they respect my privacy. My wolves are perceptive, we need not be being so...blunt. Heyel is being the exception.�

If Weylin was wishing to be as such in future then I would send one who understood to speak to him, though Weylin dare not be so disrespectful before Heyel less he is wishing to lose appendages he finds value in. Perhaps if Weylin is feeling his must be so ranting about such things because his wolves will not understand, perhaps he is not giving them enough credit to see and perceive the mood of their Alpha. It matters not, if his way is to be as such, then so be it- but it is not mine and it never will be. I spoke then of the matters of this event, of this personal meaning and indeed, for some moments it seemed as if he understood, his gaze moving from my own to turn to Selene, a momentary smile touching my features as I nodded most gently for the Queen herself to see, perhaps i have helped at least one other this day, perhaps he will look upon her as he should- as his equal, even if she is not his mate, he has given her a title that ensures she stands beside him and perhaps he will be reminded of this. He speaks then, confused once more though his attempts are courageous as once more I shake my head, speaking gently.

�I say again, I do not lie to my wolves, they know well who I am and what I stand for- they ask nothing of me but what is being there right to ask, that I keep them safe and I am doing so. They come before me, always, but that which is mine to avenge is not forgotten either. I know you are not understanding, just as I am not understanding your rage or your need to display it so frequently before your pack. If they know you Weylin, as my wolves know me- they need but look at you to understand. That is Pack. You need not- domineer them. They follow you because they believe you should be followed.�

Perhaps my words have been lost once more, perhaps he does not deserve this understanding or my attempts to speak so calmly with him after he has attempted to shame me so frequently and failed so well to do so. He had only shown his own weaknesses. Is he so insecure that he must roar before his pack again and again? There is a time for anger, there is a time for rage and there is a time to lie on ones back beneath the stars and allow all others of all ranks to lie with them. My Father is teaching me this, he practiced it well and he was loved- and hated for it. He spoke then, words- carefully placed to be both insult in one way and yet admittance of fault in another, understanding, it would seem that to bring forward matters deeply personal before wolves who do not know of it- is not correct, it does not involve them and to be forced to speak of my feelings before wolves of another pack, before wolves who did not know my Finley is wrong and it is bold of him to admit this. I nodded and nothing more, meeting his gaze, understanding. Perhaps one day I would seek this debt, perhaps not. He speaks once more, his demeanour more settled, calmer and easier to perceive and confront then what he had been, though wether his rage still boiled so hotly beneath I could not say- I believed it did. He speaks then of dragons, of this Nanrua that I believe Finley had spoken of before and moves to make attempts at reconciliation, a gesture- appreciated in some respects.

�Angel Blood does not run soft, Weylin. You need but look to see this. Angels are merely less obvious about it, but all Angels are carrying fangs and Angels have built empire unlike any have ever seen, we are more populace then any other bloodline- by the laws of nature- we are successful, more so then any other before us. You may argue this, but the truth is most obvious on this matter. Angel blood- runs quietly and with cunning.�

One eye lifted slightly. I am thinking this is not the time to speak of the stories of Saints, of Gerogeal, the wolf who slew the Dragon though it brings a momentary smile to my features to know such things.

�Your efforts to understand have been appreciated, as have your efforts at respect for me within my own land. Yet know also Weylin, before you come to accuse of matters you do not understand that you must not speak of that which you do not know. Diveen has not done nothing, I will not send another to do what is mine to do, yet Heyel and Devil, wolves known most well to Jaidah, wolves who know her better then any have been within Iromar to see to this matter, well before Glorall made any action and as it is I am not thinking Glorall has done anything other than to be speaking ill of me, by my thoughts, we have been doing more, small even as it is- then you. We have acted, though it has not been within haste, nor have they been sent, my Uncle and Father, to do my job, they have merely gone to say what must be said and to return to me with what they have learned of Jaidah and her state- but this is action by your definition, unmentioned before as I saw no need. Yet you have wrongly accused me of doing nothing, I cannot act myself, for I am pregnant, yet I have assured my position is not unknown. What have you done other then speak with me?�

You should not, I am thinking, be annoying and Angel to very much or they will be telling you what you have failed to see. I did not bring up the matter of Heyel and Devils visit because I saw no need, it is private, yet I will not have him depart today accusing me falsely. I did what I could with my condition and yet all he has done is accuse me and fail to capture Jaidah. He is an odd wolf, this one. My voice remained easy, calm, stating facts and nothing more. As for the matter of Kane and Isola, such has not been discussed with me as of yet and yet were I more appraised with the issue I would be content to inform Weylin that he cannot blame me for not acting for my imprint and turn upon Kane in the same breath for acting for his. Yet this matter is finished and past, I have spoken my last and I will not leave terms poorly.

�There is much to be learned from each of us and I will be content to remain amicable with you and yours yet I believe this matter is finished, thank you for heeding my call and for explaining your feelings. Yet we are done, you may be leaving as you please.�

6 Years || Mate to Kane || Mother of Achilles || Angel Queen of Diveen

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