"You sound like a depressed teenager," Falcon said rolling her eyes, before deciding to get straight to the point "You help her you idoit, if you are to blind to see that then you are worthless."

"how am I supposed to find her?"

"Maybe look," Falcon said rolling her eyes again thinking and this is why I don't talk to people.

Sparky burst into the dorm Falcon was in. Realizing she had ran to the wrong dorm she turned to leave, panicked, then she caught sight of Falcon. She stifled a sob, this was her friend, her only friend when she had been in Blister's pack. She wiped away the tears that where running down her cheeks.
"Where are you Sparky," Sparky froze when she heard Scar and turned away from Falcon, hiding her fear and sadness. She darted away, hoping to outrun him or get to her dorm room.

Amiera heard an unfamiliar voice and leaves the dorm quickly, Grabbing Sparky, and dragging her back to her dorm with Falcon. "Who the hell was that, and are you alright?"

Sparky froze like a rabbit would when a cat catches it, a look of terror on her face. She finally made eye contact with her and stammered "Sw-word, Hil-ldebrand. Sto-op dea-ath."

Falcon sighed "that my friend was Scar and by the look on her face she is deffently not fine."

Amiera shuts the door, and places Sparky beside Falcon, handing her a water bottle, and a piece of ham. "eat and drink. calm down, and breathe. they win if you panic. remember that wolf." She speaks with the authority of an alpha that a wolf cannot go disobey, but the tenderness of a den mother.

Sparky just stared at her, wiping her eyes again to get the last of the tears off her face before sitting there, shaking.

"Don't worry, she will be fine," Falcon said calmly putting her hand onto Sparky's shoulder and whispering reassuring words into her ears.

The door opened suddenly as Scar burst into the room, rage was lit in his eyes as he caught sight of Sparky but then turned to fear when he caught sight of Falcon.
"Falcon," He said his voice wavering a bit as he spoke "are you betraying your pack... for that mutt?"

Amiera snarls viciously as she steps into his line of sight, blocking them, her eyes beginning to have a faint glow. "I don't care who the hell you are, you do NOT speak to my friends like that."

Scar growls back her, rage glistening in his eyes and a little of disbelief.
"Give me Sparky," he said eyeing them with disgust as she spotted Sparky mumbling to herself, fear and a sick look in her eyes.

Amiera smirks. "Why would I do that when I wouldn't give my Midnight pack to Fenrir? hm?"