<b style="color:#8a321c">"I may not know the reasons behind these wounds, but – right here and now, you seem to be the one in most need of help." His was warm and calm as he tried to once again reassure her. <b style="color:#8a321c">"Besides, if you really were a pup killer, I doubt I’d be standing here talking to you right now?" A small smile trailed along his lips as he finally rose to his feet again and stood to hold his muzzle directly above her neck, looking at the wound again. "Vlarindara Windrunner, Second of ...ex member of Grizzly Hollow." His ears perked then as he turned to look at her and for the briefest of moments his hackles quickly shimmered along the smooth arch of his spine. So Vlarindara had once held the Beta position within Grizzly Hollow? Daedalus was impressed and now even more curious as to how she ended up leaving the pack. <b style="color:#8a321c">"What is his name…the Alpha?" He asked, a hint of aggression stirring in his voice. <b style="color:#8a321c">"Did he do this to you?" It was almost like a threat, as his lips stiffened in contempt.
"My apologies..." Daedalus remained silence and instead focused his attention back to her neck. Again he gently brushed the blood-matted fur aside and paused for a moment before nuzzling his nose in closer. With warm, tender strokes his tongue moved delicately across her skin as he set to work removing the bits of dirt and grit that had got embedded in the open wound. The taste of blood caused his tail to stiffen as he maintained a steady focus, continuing to clean the bite-marks on her neck before he would move to the tear that snaked down her face.