Zelda didn’t like him, not one bit. It was apparent by her tones, her choice of words and actions against him that she didn’t like him, though perhaps for him even that was tame and considered kind in some ways. She would be cordial until otherwise provoked into being anything else but, however she was aware how he tried to lead her into things, such as the agreement they had made when she had taken Archana and Whisper back to Taviora. She wouldn’t let him just do whatever he wished, but she would not help the other in what seemed like a personal quarrel either. So, as long as they didn’t drag her entire pack, or anyone else into it she didn’t feel she should interfere. Perhaps it was overly passive, but when she didn’t even understand what was going on, why should she right now? No one had explained to her what had gone on after all, perhaps it was a bad thing, or perhaps it didn’t yet matter.

Still she could tell her words pleased him somewhat. His gleeful look at her statement saying that if she wanted she could have someone kill him now if she saw fit. Now, that wasn’t to say if a vengeful Pine or Halcyon came rushing out of the trees to kill him she would stop them (she said she wouldn’t interfere right?) but she wasn’t going to do anything, but she rather not have any of that happen in her forest. It was peaceful, and little blood had ever been spilled on its soil. She wanted to keep it that way. Though she felt like she had almost cut him with her second set of words. She presumed he lived a pretty violent hateful life over there in the moors now, his fate told her either she was very right, or very wrong, she gathered it was probably the former yet his words made her let out a little “hmm” in acknowledgement. Further proof she saw it as, though it also worried her to what exactly he had planned in their futures.

He wore his feelings on a sleeve, not unlike her, but his angry look bid little response but a narrowing of her brows. What? Was she to drop all her old alliances at the drop of HIS whim? She didn’t think so. What was HE going to do about it if she didn’t? She didn’t wish for bloodshed, yet he had to know what a losing battle it would be the moment he made an enemy of the forest. She had Pine, Aster, Halcyon, almost all the old hierarchy essentially, was here and raring and ready to go to act against him, and how quickly would her allies jump at the chance behind her, especially Diveen apparently, if she so asked? If Aspis was as lost of a cause as he said, he was choosing to stay there, then what sway did he have over Zelda now? His position was a lesser one now in this game. However she seemed appease him slightly when she said she had no interest in their personal squabble still. His words about him being a snake though seemed to be the opposite of what Dirk had told her of the nobel white wolf he served.

Finally though it did seem she might get one side at least of the story. Listening as he stated Arturio had overstepped his boundaries though she still didn’t understand completely what he meant. ”I wasn’t aware he had taken something that was of a divine right. I am not even entirely sure what you mean by this. Though if he made a direct call to challenge and fight with you that certainly does sound like something that I will not interfere with.“ She says though she does want to understand more. Cryptic as always he was, and she had to admit, by this telling it sounded a lot less interesting or deep than she thought it would be. It was starting to sound like two males were just fighting to fight at this point.

”He is poking the hibernating bear to do that. I do not like you Blackthorne, but your quarrels and what you take up is your own so long as you don’t bring harm upon my forest and wolves within and you don’t dredge up something that might make me act. You will make your own bed and sleep in it as you go with this little fights that come to you or you make. Remember that as you walk whatever path you plan.” She warned him wondering what boundaries she might be pressing with him. Her tones had been lower, more in warning than any of her others but she was making it clear to him that she wasn’t helping him, she wasn’t helping this white wolf in what seemed like a personal fight all around.

”If that’s all you have to threaten or offer or whatever it is you came here for then you can see yourself back home, yes?” Her tones were light and friendly as ever, though she did wonder if that was really all he exactly wanted. Seemed like such a long way to travel to tell her something so little, but it was important to him apparently, and she would wonder about that and keep it in her pocket for the time being. Time would tell, her wolves would tell her, it was just something that would come in due time.