I was not pleased with Fjall's death and I can tell that Dany does not find pleasure in such a death either. It is a pointless death. A death with no meaning. She simply...died, withered away. She did not die fighting an enemy, did not die trying to kill to live and feast. She just...fell ill and her den and existed no more. It is a pity, and she was a pitiful girl. Yet she should not have died in such a way at such an age, and my blood boils for never being able to avenge her death to an invisible killer.

I know that she had to have noticed the difference on my visage, the scars upon it and my neck did add a certain...distinctness to my naturally beautiful features. I prefer them. The pain of the moment and subsequent wound healing was almost nothing. Sure, it hurt. Life hurts. You get over it. Now, I hope that others will not simply see me as a pretty face. My face is no longer simply 'pretty', for everyone to see.

I sigh slightly. I know Dany would have concern regarding Magnus. Is he a danger to himself or the pack? I indulge Dany and look her into the eye, my blues hurt by the fact that he is hurt...but I feel that his anger had faded. I know how he has his white out moments. They are few and far between- but they happen, and usually with great reason.

"I do not believe so. These moments are rare and intense for him. He cannot lose an imprint again- I do not believe any more violence will come of this less someone disturb Fjall's grave...but disrespect to a grave should never be tolerated," I say with a bit of a spat at the end, not towards Dany of course, but the thought of anyone digging up Fjall's grave for giggles or even morbid curiosity.

"She is buried near to where her den was. We did not want to take her too far. We were not sure what sickness had taken hold of her, and did fear the spread of it. Sickness is an odd thing, I know it can go from one wolf to another, and I stayed in my den for a while to ensure if I did get the sickness, I would not have spread it....however I was spared, no one else got this sickness. Appears to be the kind that does not spread so easily," I say with a solemn nod. My eyes flick away again, tail slashing to rest on my other side for a moment.

"I do not think there is anything for you to worry about at this point. I just wanted you to know what had happened...and to keep your eyes open for any signs of sickness just in case," I say looking to her again. "It is good for you to be back. You must have fought in a superior manner," I mention- as the way to my heart is always fighting for it.