Of all whom may have sought my company this day as I rest atop the risen hill of my land it was not the wolf of dark and black whom I had perhaps expected. It cannot be sad that I is being a friend most great to Stella, even if it is she is sister-by-law of matehood. For a time most long it is that we have not seen eye to eye in many things and yet while I do not seek her company most actively I am content to allow her to live amongst us upon the wishes of my Kane. I had expected perhaps, that she would not settle well, that she would seek still to toss her Brother and myself from the thrones we have rested upon for so long beneath her false believe of her own right to ascension and yet as time had past she had simply remained, served even, as she had done the day it was I sought to repel my Uncle from these lands. Perhaps I had been wrong to hold judgement as I had. I had known her as a child, not as an adult and it would seem my childish beliefs had continued to afflict my mind and tainted my thoughts of her. She had opposed my Kane, injured him, bitten into his flesh and yet with his dominance once more assured it would seem she has grown content to join our family once more. I know well that she does not believe as we do, that she is given to be, how you say, rolling of eyes when it is we speak of Angels and yet perhaps I do not mind this thing, perhaps I am given to find a humour in her disdain for it. For what Kingdom was ever built upon those whom blindly follow? She is her own being, of her own mind and perhaps I do not dislike her so entirely. There is much of my Kane to be seen in her and if it is I can love so truly one whom shares her blood, perhaps there is being parts of herself I can be learning to accept.

I allowed merely my head to nod by way of greeting, for it would seem she desired to sit within silence and as such I was content to allow her to do so, calm enough to retain her company if it was not words she sought this day, the violet blue of my own gaze turned back across my lands, thickened fur blown upward by the wind as I shuffled to a position more comfortable, thoughts turned inward once more before it would seem at last that Stella was given to seek conversation- though perhaps not upon a topic I welcomed so very openly. A smile of sorts traced my lips, though it held little joy, more so it was naught but the prelude to a sigh that slid softly into the air as she spoke of the death of the Demon child. I knew well what had occurred this day, have spoken to many Kane for hours so long and yet it would seem the solution is not so very clear, my mind troubled still by that which had occurred. Yet if it is this she seeks to speak of, then so be it, she is right to ask of what turns within my mind, perhaps she fears some sort of punishment for her actions, fears some form of retribution from Iromar or myself though I am doubtful that either will come as many expect. My gaze is given to meet her own now, briefly, before it is turned outward once more.

“The death of child is being a thing most sad, for often children know not what they do yet I am given reason to be believing this boy is knowing entirely that which he sought. His judgement, perhaps, was being misplaced as is often true with a child, yet I is choosing to look upon this situation for that which it is. Boy is trespassing into lands our own and seeking to attack our King and mate my own. You is right to do as you did Stella, you is doing your job and I cannot ask more of you in this.”

It was praise of sorts, the praise I am being assured Stella would desire over touch or affection or continued thanks, a statement of my support of her choice and nothing more, for she is a creature most practical, one whom seeks not continued accolades and I am respectful of this. She had done as she is tasked to do, she had protected her Brother and King and for that I am grateful, her loyalty further proven this day.

“If child of Diveen is going to Iromar and laying fangs upon their own Alpha I am believing most surely no mercy would have been shown. Once- I was forgiving of Iromar, once, many years ago when it was they is taking imprint from me. I tried to make peace and yet they is returning this kindness with war. Never again will I lead my pack to such a thing. It is being most…regrettable that child is dying, yet the rules of pack are most well known to all. Boy would be knowing this. He is trespassing onto lands my own and attacking wolf my mate. What’s done is done. Iromar may be having body if they is wanting, but it will be brought to borders. No wolf of Iromar touches my land. I do not have kindness any longer for those whom have laughed at it to many times. Perhaps you is thinking me harsh in this, Stella, but Diveen will not go to war again. Never again.”