Hoshor Plains of a chain reaction of countermoves

Valiant dropped his gaze, his own discomforts welling up in his chest. But if she was speaking openly, he supposed that he would, too.

"I don't have much to go on," he said to his paws, which suddenly required his close examination. "My parents died when I was real young. I watched Easy raise her kids — I helped, y'know? I hope I can be half as good as her if I ever end up doin' it without her help."

He was aware of some tiff within the family, but not of the greater sense of unrest. Even if it were explained to him, he would likely struggle to wrap his head around the existence of a divide.