She had just parted ways for the time with Jackson. She had learned a lot about the loner and thought he would make a good partner for Taviora if he wanted to stay. He was a quiet wolf, born of the mountains it seemed. A lot of mountain wolves seemed to have made their way up and down into the forest, it was a kinship we always had with them. Perhaps I owed Kalseru a visit if she was here simply to talk and build our own personal bonds. Before Zelda could even set out on such a venture though she was distracted by a smaller, unfamiliar, though oddly familiar white wolfess too. She couldn’t put her paw on it, but she certainly looked like someone Zelda had seen before. She recalled seeing her with Alistair and Alexander, but Zelda didn’t claim to know their relationship, but her icy blue eyes were akin to those of Alex’s blue around his pupil, so perhaps they were siblings? It would certainly explain the feelings. However, Zelda was surprised to see the wolfess marching her way towards her.

She blinked, a bit perplexed for the moment as the wolfess greeted her enthusiastically, calling her pretty which allotted a sheepish look upon Zelda’s visage before continuing on and saying that her brother was so smitten with her. That really drew shock to Zelda, perhaps she had been… obvlious to whichever brother was smitten with her? She was close with both of them though, and both of them she could have been equally obvlious towards, but Alistair, Zelda knew, had pups up in the Mountains, they were allowed to come down here and visit their father with or without their mother whenever the pleased. So… ”Oh.” Zelda let the noise slip from her maw thoughtlessly, clearly a bit… uncertain. Not because she didn’t like Alexander, but because she had been rather… oblivious to all his advancements, or attempts at them. She must have been terrible. She thought of the time he tried to pick her up when she was down, the time they met and he was made her champion, and more recently his words just after she had greeted everyone. She felt terrible for being so oblivious, and she was certain he probably felt just as so.

So lost in thought, Zelda almost completely missed the other girls greeting. Her nescience of the topic regarding courting and other things regarding it had been… well shut down, to say the least since Hyrule had left her. Their mateship had been very short lived, but Zelda in many aspects still felt bound to Hyrule, just his absence now was nearing 4 years. No word of his safety or really anything showing he would return. She knew where he was… but nothing else… and even the where was… skewed. Just the original land of the angels. Apparently those lands were war torn and sunk deep in the old traditions Zelda only heard about from Hyrule himself and her grandfather’s time living in Diveen.

”Samia, I wouldn’t mind dancing with Alexander in the slightest if that was what he wanted, but….” She knew these were words the little sister of the male would surely not want to hear, but she deserved the truth and they would be words she would be telling Alexander too, ”I was once mates already, and he told me he would someday return… I would feel bad to give your brother hope when I already loved another. It would be… unfair to him.” Zelda admitted, for it wasnt that she didn’t surely enjoy the company her champion had given her, yet, she wasn’t sure if she could move past what she had for Hyrule. Lazarus’ and her bond had been the first step she thought in finding something again, but even with her imprint she wasn’t sure if she liked him like that. He was nice, and a good friend she thought, but would she be alone forever if Hyrule never returned? THat much she wasn’t sure of. Looking over in Alistair and Alexander’s direction she was sure the Champion was in knots being ganged up on as he was. She motioned for them both to join her, a smile on her maw. She guessed… she wouldn’t know unless she tried, right?