The one with the voices. Itzal thought. He remembered her father and everything she had told him he had done. It made sense that she was hunting him and Itzal might have guessed that if he had known her father was in the area. Of course, if he had known her father was in the area, he would have caught his scent, tracked him down. Itzal wasn't sure if he would have just killed him, or if he would have delivered him too Axelle. But it didn't matter now, because by the time the storm had passed, the scent would be long gone. Itzal growled softly at that thought.
"I remember." He said. Itzal realized for the moment the irony in the fact that she was hunting her father who had killed her family, while he had been hunting his uncle who had killed his whole family. It seemed like they both had some kind of problem with a relative. Itzal could probably understand better than anyone what she was going through. There situations were almost identical.
When the wind blew through the cave Itzal saw Axelle shiver. It was cold in the cave. He looked at her and held his arms out, smiling at her, "Come here. It will be warmer with both of us sharing the others heat." He said, though he said the first part like a question. If she was still mad at him, she probably wouldn't come. Itzal knew better than to go to her. If she was in a bad mood she wouldn't want him touching her. But it was cold in the cave and they would be warmer together.
He growled as he heard that her father almost killed her. He must have gotten lucky, Itzal thought, stopping his growling. It wouldn't happen again. Axelle would make sure of it. And so would he. "Well that won't happen again. When we find him, you will make sure it goes right this time. And I will be there to make sure everything goes right." He said, grinning. He had caught onto her ignoring his question, so he had just answered it himself. He would help her, and he wouldn't budge on this. If she argued with him, he would let the topic drop until they were out of the cave. There was no telling how long they would be stuck in here while the storm raged around them. Itzal shivered as another breeze blew through the cave. "Now come here already. Please." He said, smirking at her. He would help her find her father whether she liked it or not. But that could wait until after the storm.
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