Redtail Rise Rally

Relic was slow to answer the call. But answer it he did. He was surprised that the announcement came from Masquerade, who seemed to keep the most level head of the youth. Like some may have suspected, he did not abandon his home. Over the days he had made himself scarce. To sulk and think. To try and get his bearings straight. 

It was bad enough that their Wealda was still missing. The Caru's choice in announcement surprised him. He had handed over the rank of Beserker to Lilia, boldly stating his lack of desire for such a role. But now, the proposition to fill Wealda's shoes? He didn't know what to think. 

When he arrived at the congregation, it was not with his usual swagger or bristling hackles. He was measured. Quiet. But not downtrodden. He waited until Masquerade had finished speaking, suggesting their potential for Wealda. 

He sucked in a long breath, letting it out slowly. Burnt eyes falling onto each face. "Let's all try to be adults about this." He stated calmly, doing his damn best not to focus on Ancelin just a little more. "I am laying this out now. I am not leaving the Rise. But, that being said, I have no desire for the role of Beserker or Wealda. I only accepted Wealda's proposition because I felt it was she wanted. I felt obligated." He clenched his jaw, firm. "But, given the circumstances, I will do what is best for the Rise. Masque, I would support you if you feel you must take the role as Wealda."