Duskfire Glacier mark how the tempest roars

the affirmation that ensio is with him, soothes the worst of the tempest raging within arius. a balm to the pain; a lighthouse upon the shore guiding him home. keeping him rooted. a rumble of affection lingers in arius' chest. he does not offer words; not until ensio brings up their half-siblings.

for a moment, arius is quiet; contemplative.

his glacial gaze traces the fierce crags of rock and, the yawning forest, the icy glint of the glacier. they are our siblings, ensio, he breaks his silence. and we stand together. realizing it was a bit vague, he draws in a cool breath and releases it. we are duskfires and we all have a right to lead, should we want it. he thinks of their sister then; of how she'd gone about it all wrong. letting her status spoil her and carve her into something ugly. a bully.

the ridge could be claimed. a sister pack, if there is too much tension vying for the glacier. there was room for growth and expansion. i will not fight with our siblings. not when there could be room for expansion and growth. he puts his strategic thoughts into words then; favoring a more diplomatic approach and giving way to the fact that his mind was made for tactics ...war or otherwise.