Zeltzin held nothing ill against Eden in the slightest. To her, Eden was not a bad wolf by any means. Perhaps she didn’t know how he was truly, yet she did care for the wolf, the father of her youngest children all the same. It had been said that wolves could be together and not be entirely romantic, like imprints perhaps. Zeltzin was far from romantic with her own imprint after all, and really other than feeling if he was close or far sometimes she hadn’t really had contact with Anselm for some years it felt. He was out there though, and fine, perhaps it was wrong of her not to be close to him, but he was living his life, and she hers, bound but not chained and that was fine to her. Eden though, she wanted to know still and be close too in some ways, she wasn’t sure if she was willing to relinquish what she considered their friendship in its entirety. Never would she dream of using her position with Eden against him though. As he thought she wasn’t exactly capable of such things.

She smiles though at his reply, her tail giving a few short waves. Though she bumped her shoulder into his at his slight joke of behaving. ”When do you not?” She teases back, ”You been up to no good lately?” She was kidding, not knowing if he had or hadn’t been up to anything to begin with but really it was all in good nature. She smiled, open as a book to him really and all her true emotions showing with no hint of anything deceptive in her big mahogany-brown eyes. ”I’ll visit in spring for sure then, if that’s an invitation.” she finishes, noting to herself that she would have to keep careful watch this coming winter to see who and how many wolves would be expecting the coming season so that she might be able to spend a little more time with him and Asriel too perhaps.

She was apprehensive perhaps, but joining Eden never was something that crossed her mind. She was perhaps closest to it when her children were born, thriving and moving about as they had been. Zeltzin reconsidered though after Moteuh’s death though and Eden’s… anger at the situation perhaps. They never got their answers they wanted, it made things she thought a bit more awkward and strained. She grew distant in her loss, it was probably her fault more than anything that they had become what they were, not that she regretted it. Still living with him was something she didn’t think she could do, and perhaps she never would.

Still she did wonder what had happened that made the Queen of Asteraia so upset at him. Eden was... passive, or so Zeltzin always thought, he didn’t really start fights but she could see him as the type that would certainly finish them. In her eyes at least. He was a good wolf, though she knew he wasn’t incapable of doing wrong, she never thought anything she had heard he had done as ‘bad’ in her books. So she listened intently as he spoke of Aster, her youth, how she lost her aunt, and disappeared. Zeltzin frowned deeply. It was always sad to lose family. Her heart wanted so bad to call out to Midna and Scarlett her eldest daughters, and Ilias too, but by no fault of Taviora’s was it that they were gone, maybe even… dead… ”That’s not fair. You couldn’t control where she went. If you or Zelda had warriors stalking everyone who left your pack for a walk you would never be able to protect your home. Things… happen… even if they are unfair. The most she or you could do is try to track down who did it.” She said though a thought hit her, she let him finish, speaking about the previous alpha of Glorall, how he was Aster’s grandfather apparently.

That was news to her, but it was hard to say anymore who was related to who, and what bonds one had. It felt like nearly everyone anymore had a relative that was an Protector of a pack at some point or another. If the previous alpha was making things difficult after all these years of silence it seemed… underhanded almost… he was holding a grudge for so long and not letting it go. Yes, Eden had challenged him, but he had won fairly and he never came back to try to take his home back from Eden. So clearly he felt he couldn’t do better or didn’t wish to take lead of the land again. Zeltzin knew her family if taken from Taviora would fight to gain the forest back if taken by someone they felt would do Moladion harm or the old members, Zelda herself would die for the land and Zeltzin felt she would as well. She shook her head hoping that it wasn’t the case though. There was a thought at the back of her mind though, one that caused her face to fall further than it had been.

”Did you blame Zelda, Taviora for Moteuh going out?””She asked quietly afraid to meet his eyes for a moment wondering if maybe he felt the same way. It was her fault if any, but Aranck had been the one to do it as well… They hadn’t really talked about it since she told him after all, she wondered how he felt, if anything still regarding the situation. She did worry sometime, did he hate her for it?