Golden Glade The Battle Is Won

She bowed showing him difference, however he excitment was overwhelming! She had been slightly stressed, they had so few wolves to count on, if something had happened. If the pale women returned, Shalon wasn't sure how she would have handeled it. Her wounds were still healing, but seeing Charley up and about helped relieve a portion of her slight distress. "I am very glad to see you, your Majesty." She hoped he would see the relieve in her visage.

Shalon came to sit infront of the King, her eyes would linger on the wound on his face, on the eye that had no hope of recovering. She still couldn't understand why, why had he done it! It had angered her to see him so hurt, an anger she had forgotten for the time being. However it was returning swiftly now. It wouldn't show at first, the only sign of her internal struggle was the slight narrowing of her eyes, and the stillness of her tail. Hestiantly she looked at him, in his one usable eye. "Why Charley?" She spoke quietly, and spoke his name directly, something she had never done without proper honourific. "Why did you do it? Why did you jump in front of the bear?" Shalon probably knew deep down that she shouldn't question him like this, but she was starting to see him as more than just her leader and ruler, but almost like her brother. And she was upset that he had so willingly placed his life in danger for another. What would have happened to them if he had died? What then?