Silvertip Mountain Thanks For The Memories

Ah, home at last.

So that was it. Chaska didn't know much about Zaria's past, except she had fled from her own home. He didn't even know if it was forced or by her own choice. This certainly was something to ask, but for another time. His alpha had a problem, and he had chosen Chaska for advice. Or perhaps it was by some chance. Even still, not the best choice for such an issue, having not been in any kind of relationship. Except with his mother, but not that kind. He would never go anywhere there. This kind of bond he had never felt. The wolf would try his best, though.

"Have you talked to her about it?" he asked. It may have been a dumb question, and he felt a little stupid for asking. Fitz must have asked it, or something like it. "If you haven't, I suggest that first." He thought for a moment, thinking if it would be the right thing to do. How would he know, anyway? It's not like he's ever had a crush on another...or had he? Once again, it was not the time to think about. And he did not feel like venturing into his past again. Not after that recent nightmare.