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He wasn’t sure what she thought she would gain by coming to his home. He knew thus far no wolf of Asteraia had bothered his forest or come to attack his pack once again. It was the only reason she still stood there rather than being escorted off. He was willing to give those a chance though he was hardly as forgiving or kind as his father. He knew if Coza were standing here he would have welcomed the older wolfess with open paws and been happy that they could be friends, if that was even what she was here for. Amoxtli however, retained some thoughts and features of his mother, while he didn’t think violence was the answer to everything he didn’t like the idea of a wolfess who had harmed his pack, his kin, standing on his borders.

She was passive now though, and again, he wasn’t looking for a fight and it appeared she wasn’t either. If either of them were it would already be a brutal start one he ultimately wished to avoid. He didn’t wish to spill blood on his land unless it was to protect it and currently the Monster of Asteraia was content with just speaking and her first words were indeed interesting ones. He didn’t give a response to her words right away. There was a thick scar over his own right eye were she had tried to revenge take his own right after he had taken hers. She had not been so fortunate, she left a now fading scar that touched his cheek and brow but nothing more the rest of his wounds were already healed and any scars hidden well deep within his fur.

”I swore to her if she came back I would take the other one. Seems like she took it rather seriously and I wound do more too if it meant protecting my home I think she learned that as well.” It was part a warning and part knowledge seeing the trend the old Asteraia Queen was taking now. Amoxtli meant business if she came meaning to harm any of his wolves he would kill and he wouldn’t regret it if it meant protecting his own. That was the end of it. It would always be that way and he told Dexter as such. ”But yes, common enemy I suppose would be correct in stating she’s our enemy.” He noted his mate’s silence in all this, she had been angry as well and perhaps was less forgiving than even Amoxtli was in regarding pack relations. Angel blood burns hot they say and he guessed it was that fire that drove him to be what he was.

He waited again after that trying not to rush into anything or rush the Asteraia Queen into saying anything she didn’t want to. Really he wanted to get to the point. However her words regarding a boy and the previous Asteraia King and Queen made his brows furrow. ”I have not seen him since that day. His scent still lingers in my lands and his wounds have healed. Those who do such things often brood and fester like an untreated wound… I am sure he is not... pleased.” Why would he be? He was harmed by an invading wolf and while he was taken care of Amoxtli hadn’t seen him or his imprint Tuari in some time, which on its own was a bit startling to begin with.. maybe he should more actively try and convince both to come out once more. ”Why do you wish to know about Iblis and Rhae? They were kind, gentle souls who ruled much like my father.” He offered that just so she knew they were nothing like her, gentle… kind and fairly forgiving but old and… gone. Still they were put to rest here their only, to his knowledge, remaining grandchildren were his nieces and he wasn’t sure who might be after the old blood just to tie up any lose ends that may want to come after her home. He took perhaps too much precaution to that but Zeltzin felt a similar concern and it was why they constantly quelled the young Asteraian and Tavioran princess desire to go to those lands. It wasn’t safe for her not when so many out there wanted any potential threats dead.