Two Rivers Isle Big, Bad Wolves

The angst was consuming him, making his mind run over every detail over and over as the moment to make a call came nearer. Pyro had always relied on others to take care of him, and had been planning to keep it that way for as long as he could. That was what father was there for, right? Why did that have to change now?

"I'can't!" said the kid anxiously, "I don't wanna!" he resolved, and that was it for him. The boy simply couldn't become something he was not, and he didn't see a reason to risk himself against what his brother had called 'dangerous wolves'. That was just delusional.

Pyro stormed off in that moment, away from his brother and back into the den where he hoped he'd find his parents. It was safer there, even if only for as long as it took mom and dad to come back home so Pyro could ask what his brother wasn't telling him.