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There was that phrase again — keeping the peace.

As a warrior Revui never been one to covet peace, he was eager to brandish his teeth, taste blood, bring enemies to heel, break bones; none of which fit-in to this new role as peacekeeper he had apparently been given. He had always harbored a deep respect for Hydra as the pack's beta; he wanted to be like her most out of the entire family, a force to be heeded, powerful, respected. To have this additional aspect to consider was difficult. It was made especially tricky considering that Charon had been the first to bring it up to him: that it was his role to keep the peace. Yet when Hydra mentions it, Revui cannot help but wonder if there is a difference between the desires of his family members. They were always a united front but what was peace to Charon? How was it different to what Hydra wished? And who could he follow?

It dawned on him that his father might've been sussing out his loyalty. That maybe he only exalted Revui as bait and now hoped to win him over further, to garner support in these moments of potential change. Hydra did not do that; she appealed to his vanity a bit with praise and boosted his ego, but she spoke in truths that made more sense to Revui. With her it felt like nothing was changing. The mountain would remain strong, the blood of Charon would remain upon it, and what dangers could such a thing pose?

It was confusing. Too much to think about for someone so accustomed to brawn rather than brains; he needed Arcturus.

—what do you think should next be done? Hydra questioned, eager enough to test him as Charon had. Revui felt as if he'd touched upon a new insight in that moment but there was no clarity, just further tumult. He had no answer that felt suitable. What can be done? He murmured with a frown. He is our father. But he speaks ill of you, and fights with mother. He would not voice the truth that brewed in his heart: that it was Charon who was the true issue, the true hysteric. Revui had no concept of what his father was thinking or feeling and likely never would reach that point of understanding.

He felt so conflicted by these conversations, and suddenly ill-equipped for his new position.