Stone Circle What can break me has a name

Sven's head lifted and he looked around him. He stepped forward on stocky paws. Gun metal eyes narrowed as he took them all in.

First he looked at Swift. Calm Swift. You can disagree, but you do not yell at Child of Stones. We would not yell at you also child of stones.. We stay calm. Too much badness is brought forth without good intent.

He took a deep breath and centered himself. it is true. We are young and inexperienced, but we have Skald. We have Tauris to lean on should we need it. Our fadir did not say wisdom was only for the elders. With each lesson wisdom grows, no? We were born as heirs. This is what we were birthed for. Sooner than expected, but still what is meant, yes? Do we wish to see Skald step down? Of course not, but I would rather have my eldest brodir alive than sick and suffering.

Sven frowned. I stand beside my siblings or behind. Even in front if I must and keep evils at bay. Whatever they need. I trust Skald to help us find a good leader. And every voice deserves to be listened too. And we all must learn.

He frowned. How about? Perhaps trial periods? Or a vote. Each wolf who wishes to lead can say why they should or shouldn't?