Moonspear tremble

truth be told, arcturus wasn't exactly fond of this cold logic. he accepted charons' tutelage begrudgingly, knowing better than to question his father again. the blaze of resentment from mere minutes prior was receding -- but he still kept his inner rebel harshly reined.

he sighed; a contentious noise most often heard from the insufferable lips of a teenager.. but his father was right - arcturus couldn't imagine how he could be everywhere at once (but maybe he could herd everyone into the same room, twenty-four seven, so they were always with him? that was feasible, right?). hanging his head low, he conceded with a quiet nod, though he remained silent in case his father had more wisdom to spare.