Moonspear Wind Blows Hard, but it doesn't matter

Alaric gave a soft sad smile. Treepie was trying, but she was also very young. And rather set in her ways. She had not yet learned how to compromise or allow wiggle room. It was her way or the highway at times because of the lilt of youth. This would come in time.

Treepie. Again there must be compromise. I do not know if they will or won't and I refuse to speak on someone else's mind when I don't know it. You cannot expect them to simply drop their home because you don't want to drop yours. It isn't fair. And you must remwmber just as many good memories probably reside there.

A soft laugh
 Thank you.