Honestly. I think there is something rather wrong with this one. She seems lost at best, confused for the most part, the violet of my gaze narrowing slightly as she asked for help once more. I had some training as a healer and indeed I could fix most small wounds and administer basic first aid. I am not however, trained in dealing with the mentally….lets say lacking. I moved to speak once more as she asked for help, though she cut me off before I could get any further, crawling towards me in a pose I can only take as submissive. Well- that was alright, others should be submissive towards me and truly I appreciate the gesture, although I found myself backing away slightly all the same as my red-touched ears pressed backwards in concern. In her head? Soemone telling her to do things?

“Who wants you dead?”

Was she being followed? I paused briefly to look the way she had come, half expecting to see some snarling loner or angered Alpha from another pack, my gaze meeting little more then the open expanse of my own home and the trees of the forest beyond. Was she really being hunted or did she just think she was? Maybe this is why Heyel constantly spoke about the uselessness of most loners. Inbred, he said, weak, sick and hoenstly this female was doing little to improve my mental image of them. I suppose however, it would be rather remiss to leave her flapping about in the dust. Whether I liked her or not was irrelevent for now as I managed to force a grin onto my features all the same, meeting her gaze now as I lowered my voice to a level I am entierly sure was sufficently subterfuge like, loud enough for just she alone to hear. Achilles was already on his way but this….this was for the girl alone to hear.

“My name is Hyrule and as it happens- I am a very good curse breaker, but lets keep that a secret, hmm? Later you come and find me, you tell me about the voices and I will help you break the curse, you understand? But hush now, let’s not tell the others.”

I stepped back then, rearranging my features into something between concern and contempt for the female before me as Achilles arrived, the male evidently having heard more of our early conversation- though surely not what I had spoken of last. I had….lets call it soemthing of an idea, though I would work on that later when I found her alone again or she sought me out as I told her. My gaze turning now to rest on Achilles as I offered a shrug of sorts in response to his words, ignoring his look of irritatio for now.

“My Mother is evidnetly occupied, your Mother is with Uno still and I suspect she cannot get across the pack fast enough to attend to this one as well. As for her fitness, perhaps it was not her physical fitness I was refering to entierly.”

One eye lifted slightly, very near daring him to argue though the simper that danced breifly across my lips indicated some moment of humour to be taken from the situatio as my silver touched form near glowed in the light beside my Alpha. Hoenstly does he think I can’t hear him mumbling? I may have chosen to accept him as my leader in an offical capcity but really…..he was far more like Heyel then I had anticipated, the smile that touched my features perfectly angelic in that moment as I looked up towards him. I would always be looking up, I think, I doubted I would ever truly reach either that height or that size and yet really I see no reason to- I was designed to be perfect I am sure, an equal balance of speed and power- a true assassin. Not a rock on legs.

“Then by all means Your Highness- identify her wounds.”

I muttered the words right back. I had more healing training then he did and to me she seemed fine- at least in a physical sense, lacking any gaping wounds of bloodied limbs, my eyes rolling slightly at is emphasis on healers. At least I had known where his healers were, he on the other hand seemed to be searching for some sort of danger as if he feared attack. I’d alredy done that, but either way, what was he expecting, violent marurders? He was more then twice my size and I am not a warrior, I am an assassin- my work comes from the shadows and I see not need to fling myself in front of him. That was Guardian’s job. It’s even in his name. Guardian. Living shield. Azrael’s son took the moment to arrive then, my gaze moving to Meryl as he approached and started doing Healer like things, my own form moving to sit now, simply watching what he did. Why waste a learning opporunity?



h y r u l e
The Once and Future King