Seaside Moors Momma's in the beauty parlor, Daddy's in the baseball pool.

i know. the tundrian agrees, at least with the ‘not words but actions’ part of her speech. it’s about my actions and not my words, as you’ve said. i can tell you how i plan to be a better leader but they won’t mean anything until i prove it to you. and he will, or he’ll try. maybe one day, he’ll be usurped. the nature of life was mercurial and wintersbane has long since came to accept it. come what may, he’ll be ready. i understand what it takes to lead, and i know that earning the trust of all of you won’t be easy. in hindsight, nothing in his life was easy or had came free.

he was not a golden child handed things on a silver platter.

if you’re worried about my abilities, then lead beside me. perhaps he doesn’t belong there yet, but he would; and if she wanted to check and balance him what better way to do it as his equal?

his ego, probably, but little else. i know i must look and seem the part but i’m not a monster.