A lot was happening quickly. Upon her return from her diplomatic trip around Moladion she had met with several wolves. Coquette had returned with her son, then after a night's rest and thought she decided and thought of a way to not only help her but wolves around Moladion. She knew she had the Triforce, and now she trusted Alistair too as he was now her Navi, but she needed wolves she knew she also could and would share her mindset in dealing with issues. It might have sounded out of place or odd. She knew she could depend on her Triforce, but she wanted even more than that out of those who were willing. After all she knew her goal was a lofty one, she wanted to help keep, not only those of Taviora safe, but all Moladion. She needed wolves who were capable of holding their ground and she knew her own goals were not ones to take lightly. After all she already had done much that could earn the ire of what she thought was one of her closest allies by following her heart and moral compass. Her path was not easy, and she would not force it on anyone, that was why they were different, and she needed their help.

Of course the moment she had thought of this and shared it with the pack Alexander had come to her. She expected it and was happy to have him, she knew how loyal he was, and he had been a good friend, been there for her every step she had taken so far on her rather rough journey on the throne. She knew without asking that he would do his very best to uphold her wishes. Case was when the thief came and took her horn and feathers she had been gifted from the monster all those years ago. They were still missing, but of course he had offered to find the wolf and get her items back, though strangely, she wasn’t as worried about it anymore, least not right now. When he had asked to join her Champion ranks, she told him she would like to talk to him and since that meeting, even more had happened.

She was too slow in helping Arace, getting the news out to Pine that Orion had no idea what was going on, that something else was amiss and she wasn’t yet sure what. It was another reason even that she wanted to have these wolves now more than ever, for there was only one Zelda, and she couldn’t get everywhere quickly. With Arace now healing and in custody of Taviora once again the wolfess knew she needed to meet with Alexander, and then later hopefully Tithe who also offered himself to help her.

Braving the cold blizzard she stepped from her den. Snow billowed all around her, causing her wispy fur to twist about even through the forest trees. The season had been cool, and this winter had been rough for her home, but as always the forest wolves persevered through any challenge and she would be no different than the wolves she so respected and wanted to protect. Making her way through the forest she found herself standing before one of the large rocks that dotted the lands. She didn’t know that Taviora was over parts that no one had yet come across. It the buried treasure of the old lands, the meteor, nor did she know that she was standing close to the relic of the olden days from Scotavia. All she knew was she was out of the wind, allowing her the peace to lift her muzzle and call to the black and white brute she was becoming so close to. Hopefully the wind didn’t drown her call too much, but she would wait for him allowing the blizzard to blow all around her since the winds were broke by the large bolder she stood before.