She appreciated the concern, but right now the last thing any of her members needed to see were her worries and sadness. Now was a time for the pack to grow after all, for her to grow. She was an adult, albeit a young one, she had to do what she could to protect her home. She would do everything in her power to at least keep control of herself and the goings on of Taviora. Even if it killed her, she would see that Taviora still remained one of the greatest packs of all Moladion and would continue to grow. Taviora, her forest, her home, her family’s home, came first even before her own emotions and feelings. With that in mind she knew Iromar had to be the first thing she would deal with and she would have to do it alone. Or did she?

Her tan rimmed ears twitched as he said he was never so busy as to not accompany her. She smiled at his words giving a soft laugh at his boyish grin and teasing. Surely she wasn’t so glorious. She was younger, even younger than the male walking beside her, not by much of course but he was still her elder by a year, but she could tell he was trying to brighten her mood. It wasn’t working much, but she wouldn’t let that deter her trying to smile and let him believe he was perhaps helping more than he was. He was doing something, he was at least being a distraction if nothing else, and perhaps an answer to a few of her up coming dealings and problems.

She didn’t know much of his family, she knew Alistair was his brother, but the rest of his family was all but a mystery to the girl. She mostly knew him being with the group of gentlemen he roamed with rather than his actual siblings or parents. Though she knew his mother and father had passed at the very least, but little else of his family or history was known. Their past meetings had always been fleeting but he was always the ‘leader’ figure of the group. He was always calm and at the forefront though never talked over the rest of his friends if they spoke too. Still there was little she knew about him hisself and perhaps that would change and prove as a nice distraction to her today.

However, it seemed her earlier statement about protecting him was being rebutted. She smiled slightly sad at his words, though not displeased, just uncertain as to what to think. Why Hyrule decided to call her a goddess she didn’t know. The term she thought never fully fit her yet it did somehow at the same time. She was here to protect her people, but he was right in that others cared for her the same way she cared for them. Perhaps some of his comparisons were lost to her, but the words all the same meant a lot.

”Perhaps that is true, but I do not ask those that I protect to do anything against their wills. I will allow them to help care for me and the land as they desire and I will help them find what they seek. However, it is my duty to protect you from those that will take our home, our shrine, from us. I would never put such a task on anyone of Taviora, not even my own uncle or nephews who have asked to take my place on the battlefield. That falls solely upon my shoulders now that I am alone in serving as Guardian of the Forest. I am not a delicate flower needing to be protected, not anymore.” The last part was more directed at herself rather than Alexander, she never fought a day in her life, she never thought she would need to but now that would change. Someone, someday, would inevitably come to the untried ruler or Taviora. All rulers met their trails at one point or another, and for now they were diplomatic, but that would not last forever.

”Though it does bring to light though that I do need help and I cannot do everything, serve our home properly alone.” She says looking forward, her voice somber.