Dawnlark Plains Weak he was, Stronger he is

The life Esaro had before being in these territories really gave him nothing but the illusion of a happy life. He was well taken care but never taught anything useful besides where joy and happiness came from. A lone life felt difficult the deal with. Because of his past he grew with the need to have friends that would support him. Without that there was almost no way for him to enjoy life. Even if he was capable of surviving on his own he wouldn't be happy. Warbone was completely right that the loner life was not for Esaro. There was no opposition in the idea so he just left it as it is.

Directly Warbone threw in some reality. Esaro knows he wasn't ready for a war but he wanted to protect the pack. He couldn't stand the idea of everyone fighting each other. He would very much prefer preventing a war than to take part. With Warbone's words Esaro felt like his only choice was to attempt to create peace between all packs. He didn't want to die and he didn't want others to die either. Maybe he should go see all the pack leaders as soon as possible.

Although while he was with Warbone perhaps the male could teach him so he could be ready in case there was a war. But Esaro knew that there wasn't much time, there would be no way he could be ready. Instead he hoped that Warbone could give some advice. "If a war happens then what should I do? I don't.. want to end up dead." He said while looking slightly downwards.