I do regret not getting more time to spend with my pack members, Amir among them. I feel like a lot of the load was on Isola all the time. Amir was busy himself though with being the Guardian Angel. He was always on defense at the borders and helping train others like Voltaire and Exodus. It's still so odd to think of them as friends because they used to be mortal enemies. I remember the tales from Devil and Heyel as the two went back and forth trying to off each other or turn everyone against the other. All that and now they're almost inseparable. I guess I should be happy I didn't have to witness a lot of that tension myself. When I see his multiple wounds though, I scowl, my brows furrowing together in confusion and concern. He mentions a crazy wolf and my scowl only deepens, my eyes narrowing. I hate to think of someone attacking former Diveen wolves.

He names the wolf then and my brows shoot up. "I know that name." I say it as I'm thinking it, my brows furrowing again as I think back to when we met. "He came to Diveen, asking us to bow before him and wanting to take over the pack temporarily. We told him no and he got angry. Then he saw Voltaire and flipped out." I look back at his wounds. "Some of those look nasty, Amir. You should make sure to keep them clean. I can't lose my best Guardian Angel." I offer with a grimace. "What happened to Zeus? Did he give up or..." I can't finish the sentence but it's written on my face, I'm sure. Did he kill him? When he asks to talk, I tell him of course and wait patiently for him to start speaking.

I prick my ears toward him, giving him my full attention as he starts speaking about the attack. I shake my head. "No, it is not shameful. I'm sure you did the best you could, Amir. Words can sometimes be the deadliest weapons of all." I frown, sad to hear of his loss but at least this, I can understand. My pride still hasn't recovered from the blow of defeat at Covet's jaws. I still blame myself silently for the loss of Diveen, the loss of our true home. I tilt my head, puzzled as well. "That is odd. I'm guessing you couldn't get him to open up more about it." I give him a knowing look. I'm sure there was too much going on physically for him to pull it out of him. He probably wouldn't look so dissatisfied if he did.

I listen carefully to him now before I answer. "Hm, I believe Voltaire just wants what's best for you. He's probably worried about you and maybe for now, he's right. You shouldn't be chasing him down until you're back at full strength, otherwise you might just end up walking into a trap." My expression softens. "I know you want answers now but maybe it's best to have some patience right now. If you go after him right now, you might end up playing right into his hands." At his question, I nod. "I do understand, Amir, really. I just don't want you to be too hasty. Just sleep on it and if you still want to go after him tomorrow, maybe I can get you some back up so I know you'll return to me."


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