Emberwood branch-waving

how had their conversation gone so sideways? lestan felt lectured, though he suspected he only had himself to blame for it. of course they should talk to these wolves; of course he should have something more substantial to bring his leadership.
he didn't want to do any of that. arlette had only just started him on medicines which slowed his stammer; the likelihood of turning himself into a fool before the saatsine was high.
socius. "i w-won't stop you" lestan murmured, attempting to remain warm in the midst of his great new angst. "or t-try. y-you might be b-better suited to speak with th-them anyway."
but he himself continued to wriggle backward until he was away from the treeline. there he straightened, plucked debris from his chestfur, and glanced toward the newcoming wolf. "the v-valley is v-very beautiful. it makes a w-wonderful home."