Astrea had heard enough, from the refugees at least, Every single one helpless in the war that now raged. A home once torn from another was laying in smoke and decay yet again. For what? Revenge? Astrea closed her eyes, as she breathed softly to herself, wanting to collect herself as she made this journey form her home to here to maybe reunite what was left of the Hellstorm wolves with the innocents that was back at home... Knowing her place was with her family, but also knowing she could not stand by and let hatred tear what remained for the young huddled at home she had to see if she could at least help.
Zori swooped over head, her eyes to what lay ahead. She was not shocked to hare the sounds of war but the shear amount of pain shock her to the core. Could this be in store for her family? Could whoever went after this small family come after her own small family? Astrea shock her head and continued on driven by the small cries.
It did not take her long to scent blood on the wind and as Zori confirmed that a group was gathered ahead Astrea moved forward, her pale eyes landing on a sad site. A small gathering to be sure but it seemed that two injured wolves faced against whole strong wolves. The two who had most likely seen and been through so much horror was now being harassed for sticking together, for trying to protect their home... She moved forward then moving fearlessly in front of the two opposing sides and stared the obvious leader in the eye. "Is this how you treat those who had just given everything for their home?" She then looked around and her eyes settled on the yearling who had the scent of the leader. "Would you want your son to be treated this way?"
Astrea lifted her head then, Zori now perched between her ears. "I have no idea what your history is, but theses two have been through enough and their family needs them like yours need you." She then turned to the two injured ones, her pale eyes sad for them, they must have lost a whole lot more than a home this day... "I am Astrea Elementas, I have had the pleasure of meeting a few of your young, come with me, we will go back to my home so you can reunite with them, and find you someone more..." Astrea looked at the leader of the group. "More sensitive to look after your wounds..."
