Álfr glared at him with eyes filled with hurt, "Killing her father is hurting her. Isn't it enough that her father is probably permanently injured now?" She stomped a paw and stepped closer to him, "Or maybe you don't have a heart, maybe you don't have the capacity to love, to hurt. I thought I saw both in you, but I guess it was just my imagination. Leave them be, you have your pack and death would probably be easier on Hunter than life is right now," she said, now mere inches from his face.
"Well that doesn't help me at all either little one!" Ashera exclaimed, "I'm blind too!"
(K night then! See ya!)