She was worried. Guardian has run off in anger that he was not allowed to go battle with his father. She tried to tell the boy that he was needed here, to protect herself and his sisters. That was not a good enough reason to stick around, and he decided to run off and vent his frustration with some of the other pups. Andromeda naturally ran after him, only to make sure he didn't leave the pack land, but she couldn't help but notice after turning back for a moment that Starfall was going in the complete opposite direction. She couldn't very well be in two places at once, and she knew that Starfall had no interest in battles and war. He was more concerned with the talking trees and various other components of the dream world fused with reality. The boy better not wander too far, and her daughters knew better than to travel too far off.

After seeing that Guardian's travels only led to more puppies, Andromeda decided not to intrude. The star-marked female of darkness and smoke glided across the terrain back to the general area of the den. Her star-speckled brows were furrowed in frustration. Her boys run off without her, and she was worried sick about Azrael. He was her soul mate. He was her shining star. Who else was she going to argue with? She detested the fact that he had to go to war. War was such a damaging thing. A thing she tried to run from as a young girl. The very reason she was in Moladion. It seems though, the very nature of wolves if to group together and fight over things. Land, morals, ethics. Something. Anything to get their adrenaline running. Andromeda just wanted some damn peace for once. Wars in her homeland. Being stolen over and over simply for being a Princess. Leaving to finally find a home in Litherum, only for all of her friends to die. She comes back to Moladion and finds her soul mate, only to be stolen to Iromar and almost die giving birth. She recently found her Silvertongue had died, her only remaining friend from Old Moladion, and now she could lose her Azrael.

There will be hell to pay if he does not come back well and alive.

Andromeda may be living a simple life of raising her children, but she was not one to toy with. She belived in a life of peace if possible, and yet she could not deny the primal urges of protecting what she loves. She will be vicious to those who wish her family harm, and Azrael is a part of her very soul. Just the thought of someone ripping him apart brings out the darkest of desire within the midnight girl. Desires she wished she could bury away and never see again, and yet, she supposed it was in her true nature. Everyone has a dark side, as everyone has a shadow.

She began to pace around the den sight, these thoughts swirling in her head. Her dark limbs carry her back and forth, powerful and still well muscled. Her large yet stocky form was still stunningly beautiful, the longer fur on her back shining with each turn as the sun was reaching closer and closer to the horizon. Her face was void of any emotion, aside from a slight narrowing of her bright laser yellow eyes. Her teeth grinded slightly behind her inky black lips, worry starting to tightly grip her very core. She had to stay to watch the pups. She had to stay to be here for them if he died. But oh, how she wanted to be there to rip anyone off who dare touch him.

Eventually the large fem sighed, letting her form fall gracefully to the ground in mental defeat. For now, all she could do is wait. The female lay on her charcoal belly upon a large stone, her midnight black paws crossing in front as she kept her head held high. She would sit here all night and wait, with her tail curled around her warrior frame. She looked regals, with a serious look painted on her face as the wind gently graced her pelt. It was getting cold at night. Realy cold. She knew her girls would probably want someone to cuddle with to keep them warm but...but she had to wait out here. She wanted to see him the very moment he came back. She wanted her yellow eyes to fall upon his angelic white frame the moment they could. She was going to stay up all night if she had to, and all day. And if it takes too long, she is going to go in after him.

There would be no one who could stop her if it came to that point.

Eight Years - Soul of Azrael - Mother of Meryl, Starfall, Guardian, Celeste, Iophiel