He never forced her to stay, and he had his own conflicting feelings about her staying with him so long. He did enjoy his solitude, but now he had to worry about his imprint. She had been injured for so long, and her staying with him ensured that he was able to make sure she was safe. That was the most important thing. It has been quite a time now though, and she was better...but she had not moved out. He was able to still keep an eye on her and ensure no one hurt her...but his solitude was gone.

Regardless she seemed all excited for this large gathering that was going to occur, and he could only feel on edge about it. Apparently all the packs were invited...including Iromar, and he had a difficult time with this. He still remembers the faces of the wolves who were tearing Arace to shreds...and the sick pleasure at least on HIS face. And to know those wolves might be invited into a place where Starfall was trying to keep Arace safe?

He wanted nothing to do with it, but Arace wanted to be involved. She spent all day grooming herself and such. He had to go- or at least watch out from the sidelines to ensure the safety of her and everyone else. He planned not to get involved and watch from the shadows. He still had to make sure Arace was safe since she wanted to attend.

As he stood nearby, Arace did not hesitate to come closer to him and rub along him in a somewhat possessive manner. He didn’t really react to these motions that she did. He didn’t push closer, but nor did he push away. She was still his imprint and a part of him enjoyed the touch. Something was off though. Her stare was locked in a certain direction and he felt an electricity- but was not sure what it meant until she spoke.

His opal eyes lifted up and followed the line of sight of her eyes, and it led to the red and white form he could never forget. He feels his hackles raising exposing his red angel mark like embers among charcoal. His eyes did not leave him as his lip twitched and tail raised. His instinct told him to chase him out of the pack, but another side more logical knew it would be stupid of the red and white male to come after Arace again...especially with so many from so many different packs. He felt himself holding his breath and he let himself breathe again as she says he is there to defend her honor. He diverts his eyes to her, slightly narrowed. He is not a tool for her to use for such things...even if it ends up being that was apparently.

”Zelda is the kind to give chances...just as she has given you. Apparently, she has done the same for them,” he said with slight irritation, yet understanding at the same time. He did not agree of course since he was actually there to see what happened to Arace, so naturally it was easier for Zelda to be forgiving and give the little demons of Iromar a chance.

”Don’t cause any trouble,” he huffs, his eyes sternly on her before looking back to the groupings in the pack. ”They would be stupid to do anything here, just as it would be the same for anyone to do anything here,” he says, lowering his tail and hackles. ”Go ahead and join..whatever this thing is,” he says a bit gruff, not really understanding this even to begin with.