She could tell the gypsy woman was worn out from whatever she had endured lately. Zelda regretted instantly bringing up Quixote, but she didn’t know, but by her words her look around her as if she was so uncomfortable now she could tell that it hadn’t been good. Zelda’s own features fell her ears flicking back and averting her eyes. ”O-oh… I’m sorry.” She said softly taking a few moments to let the negative feelings that permiated the question fade. Of course, Zelda didn’t know herself what could have happened, but there was enough of a feeling there that she knew better than to pursue it right now. She wondered what happened but the empathetic part, the part that knew it was still a soft topic, told her she needed to let it go until another time. Maybe more would come to light another day, maybe she could help.

Her offer for help though was taken up fairly quickly, though as soon as their eyes met and the request was asked Zelda’s own ears once again tilted back and her gaze averted. She asked something that was impossible, her gaze returned to Coquette’s her look solemn, ”Seamus passed away, time finally claimed him two years ago.” She says sadly, ”His son lives on though, and they are much the same, I am not sure if he will be able to help you as Seamus has but, Herschel is every bit his father.” She offers though she knows likely he is not one who can help with whatever it was she needed they were quite similar. The second part of her request though.

”You are looking at the new Guardian of Taviora. You are hardly being a burden and I will happily help you anyway I can. What can I do to help?” Zelda says a warm smile touching at the fringes of her muzzle though still all the sad topics were dampening what Zelda had hoped to be a joyful reunion. By her tones it was clear her predecessor was at least alive, and nowadays, well, probably well enough to take back the position that was once his, however he hadn’t asked for it and thus far she was nervous but still happy to rule. She worried that she wouldn’t be able to fight, but that was still a worry for him too. The circumstances around his poisoning and thus removing himself from the position of Guardian were still very suspect, but there were wolves looking into that even today.

Right now though Zelda was willing to do just about anything to help the wolfess out. She was the leader now, she could provide food, safety, a home if she wanted it. Anything if it meant helping out the kind wolfess whom she had met in the valley years ago.