in your darkest hour

When Yildun objected to the question alongside her, Koontz stiffened. She touched her muzzle to the side of his neck. I've got your back, the gesture said. Her pale blue eyes remained trained shrewdly on Vilocity the entire time. I won't tolerate her disrespect.

Vilocity explained herself and Koontz felt slightly less angry, yet the response did not exactly warm her over. Vilocity still showed no sign of respect for either the Alpha or the Delta while standing on their very doorstep, interrogating them inappropriately. Her words rang as slightly false too, though Koontz did not give in to the impulse to chase her away directly—yet, anyhow.

"It was an incredibly rude thing to ask," Koontz said with a note of dismissive finality, indicating that she wouldn't be won over by the reference to her kindliness and that she would not be obliging the stranger with an answer. "Besides, you assume that I only accepted him because I have a 'warm heart' and not because of Yildun's own merits. Just because he's blind doesn't mean he's a charity case, Vilocity," Koontz reprimanded the she-wolf coldly.

After a beat, she said, "Yildun can answer questions about himself if he wants to do so. Otherwise, it's none of my business, just like it's none of yours." The Alpha female paused. "I can answer specific questions about Dragonwatchers if you have any for me as its leader." Koontz kept it short and to the point, not particularly wanting to prolong this encounter but unwilling to leave Yildun alone with her.