Duskfire Glacier mark how the tempest roars

i understand, arius attempts to assure. the topic of their new alpha male was a very battered and sea torn shore — there was no telling whether the clouds accumulating would form a tempest or dissipate to smooth sailing. only time and their own experiences when they sought him out. that is always a possibility. but he is trying to give the benefit of the doubt despite his jealousy ( for that is probably what it is ).

arius draws in a deep breath and lets it out in a heavy exhale. it was the sort of exhale that should've brought with it relief but the weight pressing upon his shoulders does not lift; he is left to suspect that it would be some time until it did. if it did. walk a patrol with me? arius inquires of his brother, ready to work his thoughts out in the form of something more physical.

fade here? <3