What's the Worst That I Can Say?

"Well, it depends I guess." Dragon replied, "We simply tried to raid for medical supplies, it was a hard season for us at that time. I didn't think it would go as violent as it did, but it was also our first raid so perhaps I was naive at the time to think we wouldn't meet much resistance," He glanced at her before looking away, "I have nothing against Celestial, they were simply the closest pack to us. I have family there, after all, and despite what was done I hold no ill will towards them. They were simply doing what any pack should do, and that's to protect their home." He nodded firmly, guiding them towards one of the few ponds that adorned the plains.

He quietly listened to her response to his his questions, a brow quirking and surprise and confusion flitting across his face. So far it seemed, her family potentially saw blindness as a weakness, at least to their own. He couldn't imagine having to meet that fate. To be killed because someone else stole something away to put one in such a position...He was lucky, he supposed. That he wasn't raised in such a culture, but was that really grounds to be killed? A wolf could still be useful without sight, he was sure. "I've yet to decide if I will be seeking vengeance or not. My opponent was younger, though I am not quite sure what her level of fighting was. Whether she was better than me or simply beat me due to my exhaustion at having fought a couple battles prior, I don't know. But perhaps I'll figure it out later. What I wonder, is that it seems harsh to be killed over a disability that was forced upon you." He glanced at her again, referring to what she mentioned about Amon potentially killing her if she were to go blind. But beyond that, he didn't question it further. Every family had their own ways of dealing with their own, he was just lucky that his family didn't resort to such means...at least, not that he was aware of, anyway.

At the mention of seeing the castle from both visitors, he nodded and altered his course to lead them in that direction. "Certainly!" His ears flicked, catching Ashiel's questions about what might happen when he went completely blind. He figured sooner or later he'd be asked such questions, and he had thought long and hard about his answers when it came to it. "Well, as everyone knows, respect is often earned. I would think that I've worked long and hard enough to earn the respect of my pack mates, and that they'd stand by me no matter what. Of course, I can't guarantee that. As for fighting, I would simply work even harder to learn new and innovative ways to fight. Just because one loses his sight doesn't mean he is completely useless. Everyone has potential, blind or no." He chuckled then, "But to answer your last question, I do intend to lead until I have an heir to take my place."