Moonspear some nights i feel like i have died

His tension wilted dramatically at Charon's next words— perhaps overcome with relief. His fears had been quelled. It surprised the young beast to realize that much that had driven him these past months had been fear. He didn't like to think that he was afraid of anything. But he had feared rejection by his own blood. Feared death. Feared the changes that had ruined his young life and feared the changes that would come. But Charon seemed to absolved himself of anger with the first blaming tirade— and now he emphasized his faith in Kaylan. Acceptance.

It was pride that had kept Kaylan from accepting Charon before he had been accepted himself. He stopped in his retreat. He remained proud in the shoulders— but his head bowed. Kaylan would die if he did not acquiesce; that was as much part of this decision as anything.

"Jarl." he stated finally. Unsure of what was next.