Since Juniper was one of Zephyr’s closest friends in the country, it stood to reason that if she called needing something, then he was going to do his damnedest to help her out. When he decided he wanted a night out, it was Juniper he went with, and when he needed help painting the house, it was Juniper that showed up to assist, just like when it was his birthday, Juniper was the one on his doorstep with a cake and a bottle of booze. He certainly hadn't expected her to fit so neatly into his life, but it was obvious that she did and if something or someone wanted to hurt her, they'd need to go through Zephyr first.
Not that Zephyr was entirely sure who 'they' happened to be in this scenario, but that would be a question for later. "Juniper, where are you?" He called the moment he stepped inside, looking around for the familiar face. "Are you okay?" That was the most important part, after all, and unfortunately not an unreasonable one considering all the trouble going on with the war. Juniper had moved in an effort to be safe, after all. "What happened?" @juniperthelionheart