He was not sure what to think about it all. His imprint was being connected to a murder in Iromar. He did not want to believe it. He really did not want it to be true but...at the same time, he felt it certainly could be. He knew something was up with her and Tithe, and now she is connected to this….was she an assassin? The assassin lifestyle was not one he particularly agreed with. It was a lifestyle that was ingrained in the Angels, and his own father was trained in the art...but Starfall never took interest. Yet all this just screams assassin to him. It appears assassins were just going to be connected to him if he liked it or not.

He had to find her though. She was no longer in Taviora and he could not keep her safe. Now that he knows they will be looking for her...and that if she is caught they may...well, he didn’t want to think about it. He knew he would find her, but at this point, even when he does find her, he would not let anyone else know.

He went to the crags because...that is where he felt he needed to go. It took him some time, but he was able to pick up her scent, and soon found her sun-bathing. Is she Azrael as a woman? He shook his head to himself before approaching her and making himself known. The star-touched male jumped upon a rock, opal eyes gazing at her as she lay. She was his imprint and he could not hate her...but he didn’t exactly like her either. It was...complicated, and he felt quite conflicted with her.

”What have you done?” he asked, the air weaving through his messy long fur on his neck, ruffling and showing the red of his angle mark on his spine. The sun reflected and glittered upon him, but nothing about him seemed pleased. He...wanted her to be safe, and for now she was. But what to do now? What could he do? What should he do? Some look to their imprints for such answers...but he knew he would not get anything from her...not the answers he really needed.

”And what are you going to do?” he continued, tail flicking behind him, knowing that she had lost weight since they first met...and fighting the urge to hunt for her to ensure she was able to survive. She is going to need it with packs coming for her head- and that was a thing he could not stop.