Duskfire Glacier Don't go sharing your devotion, lay all your love on me

Rye had only ever toyed with the idea of fully questioning his traditions, fearing the worst would come to haunt him if he strayed too far from his family values but Meerkat's advice pushed him to the other side of the fence. To him, it almost felt as if he had gained permission to challenge his beliefs and the core values of them. "I think you're right." He admitted, softly nodding his head. The woodland man breathed in deep, his back crackling as his lungs demanded more space, and then breathed out, a small plume of warm air visibly dispersing above. "You make a good point. Raising Liak is a grand journey of it's own and far less risky than some all or nothing climb." Rye smiled, it was taut but still genuine. A deeper storm had began building itself, twisting into a typhoon of inner turmoil and the hotah could feel just how wicked it would grow to be but that did not detract from Meerkats advice. Rye still greatly appreciated it and had every intention to explore what the other side of the fence had to offer. "Thank you." He finished, a humbled hum of laughter quietly following.