The last rays of the sun cast a risk glow on the surrounding trees, only making sparse patches lighter as it filtered between the trees and undergrowth. The fae nodded at the brute’s words about the trees. She felt too exposed anywhere but in a forest. A small smile curved her mouth upward again as the large male sat down. His words surprised her, but she nodded again, her gaze flickering up to his for a moment before she glanced down at her paws. “Oh sure, I just figured you would prefer that I don’t do so unless told. I made the mistake once, and that was rather foolish. I already trust you.” She said. Breeze smiled at the Alpha, although it was not quite her usual smile. “Forgive me if I don’t seem quite like myself. The change of seasons has been quite harsh on the pack and I haven’t failed to notice our loss of strong wolves. Finnick, Orion, Erabus, and some others as well…” The delta explained quietly. "Autay Newt included. Newt died of a bear attack from what I found…I wish I could rid the world of those horrid creatures.” She added, flicking her ears back. Perhaps she should tell him what she had planned to do before her friend had died. “I never did mention this, but originally I had planned to alert you that me and Newt were possibly interested in asking to be mates…but I never got the chance. Not that anything can be done about that. As for the things I wish to tell you, I have more updates. A young hunter named Ariatisse was also attacked by a bear and howled for me at the borders in the fall. She seemed like she would be a strong hunter once healed and she seemed ok. The bear had long gone so I questioned her and accepted her. She didn’t make it though.” Breeze said. Her expression changed from one of frustration to mild disappointment to an almost blank indifferent expression. She just had to move on, and she mostly had for all but Newt. “As of recently, all has been relatively quiet on the borders. No signs of Scouts or troublesome loners. I also accepted a rather impressive wolf named Arrelys into the pack. She is responsible and started hunting immediately after acceptance without being asked. It seems like she is a hard worker. I'll see what her fighting skills are as well…perhaps Desoto, Altair, and I can find a time to help some of the wolves here with some sparring practice. You can never be too prepared. On a more troubling note, it seems Warrior Twelve has left our lands. He hasn’t returned, and I’m not sure if he is alive or not, but I hope no other pack has caught him. I will let you know if I discover any clues as to what happened.” Breeze added. She turned her head to look at Desmond. “Is there any news about the pack I should be aware of? Any wolves misbehaving or any that I should keep an eye on?”

The Alpha seemed a bit awkward and surprised at her confession about Newt. Yes, it was an odd pair, but she hadn’t cared about that much. A small smile formed upon her lips momentarily as she looked up at Desmond. His eyes were a rich green, but she didn’t pay much attention to the vibrant color. “I understand it was an odd match. Sure, his rank was very different from mine but that wasn’t what was important. I simply looked past that at the time…but I’ve mostly moved on now. That’s really all we can do when we lose something we hold dear. I am certainly not about to lay down and give up. No, I still have a job to do and packmates to look after. You and the others rely on me to do my part. Even if the world is going down in flames…I will still be here for this pack.” Breeze said, her eyes sparkling with determination. Much to her surprise, the large brute seemed outraged about Twelve’s disappearance, immediately assuming betrayal. Now, deep down, Breeze knew Twelve might not have died and could have abandoned Agavos for a new pack. She hoped he wouldn’t do something so cowardly and disloyal, but if he had left and given another pack information about them….she would make him pay for that. He hadn’t seemed unhappy, so the grey female saw no reason for him to leave. As her Alpha spun to face her, asking if she knew any more information, the she-wolf watched him calmly, slightly disappointed that the scent trail had been so faint.“No sir. The general direction was towards Helidos but what remained of his trail was faint and swerved multiple times almost as if he weren’t trying to go anywhere in particular. It never stayed quite in the same direction. You shall be the first to know if I find any other clue as to what happened.” The delta said with a nod. For a moment she paused, then glanced out at the surrounding trees, her expression almost blank. “Now, if I do find out that he is alive and simply left our pack for another…after he once told me he felt like this place was a good home…I’ll makes sure he knows how despicable disloyal wolves are.” Breeze added.

The muscular female swung her head back to face Desmond, listening to his news with a troubled yet thoughtful expression. A nod would be given once Desmond had given her all the news that was of importance. “It is nice to hear about Teren’s brother, for we could use all the help we can get to get rid of such an abomination as that black beast. I have always been weary of his pack, although I’m sure there are some that are simply too scared to escape. Regardless, it’s best to keep a sharp eye on those borders. We don’t need some Scout to be snooping about. We have our border patrol shifts well organized and I’m sure the warriors are also capable of scaring off any intruders.” The fae commented. She smiled and nodded to her Alpha as he mentioned other wolves hurting his pack. “Of course not. Not many wolves would dare to mess with you or Fel, and for a good reason. As for Esme, I hope shee is alright and I’m glad to hear she is back. Let me know if there is anything I can do. Oh, and how did she return…if it’s not to bold of me to ask?” The grey wolf tilted her head a bit with curiosity, wondering how the scout could have gotten away from such a demon unscathed.