It was over.

It happened so quickly after she and Matini, well back to Pine, now had spoken. She had promised to the now Iromar Queen that she would back her in whatever she did to rid the Moorland of Aranck. Zelda knew that likely that would mean the brute would be killed, and Zelda couldn’t say she was upset that the dark cloud was eliminated from the world. Her grandfather, kind as he was, was wrong in one thing. Not everyone could change, not everyone could be good or noble and learn from their past wrongs. Zelda wondered how many wolves could. Aranck was a special case she hoped that his dark heart was a rarity on the planet, but that didn’t mean that was true. Hyrule thought there were bad wolves everywhere, those wolves wouldn’t change. Tobias never changed until threatened with death, he had told her, but he was still a cannibal. Hyrule had killed, not trapped that one wolf… He said he was protecting his pack, his family he had no choice and Zelda of course believed him. She knew he had to. He didn’t enjoy killing that wolf, no one should enjoy killing others…

Zelda knew her part in Aranck’s death, she didn’t enjoy that the male had to die, but she wouldn’t lose sleep over it. Did that make her bad? She didn’t think so, she thought she had removed a threat from not just her pack but all of Moladion from the world by telling Pine she would do whatever she could to support her, before and after her plan. She knew Pine planned to kill him, or at least she wanted to. By Pine ending him Zelda felt she got her own retribution. The Taviora Goddess implicated herself in his demise and while she wouldn't make it her norm Aranck was a very special case. She met him and saw he was not anything she could bring to salvation, but now she had a new problem, but that would come after she met with her long lost uncle.

Being so busy with everyone and thing else this meeting had been prolonged. She had been looking forward to it for some time, after all she hadn’t seen Dexter since she was a child. She didn't’ know him as well as she did Amoxtli or even some of her father’s siblings, but he was still family and she cared deeply about what he want he wanted and what would make him happy. Her grandfather had told her he wanted to do something about Aranck, something about Amoxtli, he had been worried about them.

Their blood ran deep it seemed. They cared deeply about those around them even if they all showed it differently. The female looked around her forest, though she wasn’t all blind to where he might be. She went towards the valley, she didn’t know if he was visiting or passing through the area but her nose told her enough to know that he was at least there. Zelda had information, Zelda needed help dealing with this next situation and she knew Dexter wanted to help and she needed to see how.

He looked like her family, she remembered him vaguely but that was him. He hadn’t changed at all but she she grew twenty-plus inches and became an adult in the short time he was gone. Pups grew up fast, very fast, but her nature hasn't changed, just her role and what she needed to do for her home. She took a deep breath a little nervous. She was still new to this whole being alpha thing honestly, especially alone. She was gaining confidence though, but she was hesitant about celebrating what she had done. There may be backlash she would have to deal with. This issue with Eden though came first.

”Dexter?” Zelda called out to the slightly larger wolf. Her tail gave a few waves and a warm smile that was similar to her mother’s. Her teal and mahogany cracked eyes found the hazel of Dexter’s and she moved a little closer though she didn’t embrace him, yet at least. ”Welcome home.” She wasn’t going to jump right into the meat of the matter without knowing what he wanted how he felt and received her.