Out For A Stroll [Caelia]
Knight
05-07-2019, 03:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-07-2019, 03:58 PM by Caelia.)
Truthfully, Caelia didn't want to be talking about her mother. Her loss was like a fresh wound, and each time someone brought it up it felt as though it had barely begun to scab only to reopen, the sharp sting as fresh as she remembered it. Aurielle explained Gwenevere had been like a mother to her, too, in her own way, and Caelia nodded quietly. She only sought Aurielle's gaze briefly before shying away from it, preferring to focus on the horizon as they walked together. She wasn't sure whether or not to be glad when Aurielle started talking about her own mother - on one hand, she was glad to talk about someone else besides her own, but on another she wasn't so sure the situations were all that similar. Not in the mood to argue, she simply listened to her speak, dispassionate and observant, ears flicking toward Aurielle while her gaze focused on the path ahead of them. Would she speak to Paladin about losing his parents? Probably not, but she mused over it for a short while. Caelia wasn't the type to talk over her emotions. She'd hardly spoken with her own siblings regarding their loss; instead they'd focused on how they should move on from it, and where they needed to go now. Currently, though, all she knew was that she wanted to focus on getting as much training as she could.. which lead into Aurielle's next question. "I suppose it's not something that can be easily taught," she started, her voice thoughtful, though a soft sigh followed her words. "But I just want to know.. what kind of decisions need to be made when you're in a position of power. I suppose it'd be best learned from observing how different wolves rule, and what situations come about. Like -" Caelia paused, her pace slowing. "Like... I know you know about me and my siblings going to the Battlefield that one time. Instead of punishing us, you just... gave me a look, and that was enough," Caelia said, her voice picking up in speed, though she shrugged at the end of her words. She wasn't sure if that visual warning would be as effective as punishment, but she supposed that was what confused her the most about ruling - when did you know how much power you had to exert, as a ruler? She felt she knew well enough now about how Aurielle ruled, and how her mother had, but what about other wolves, other groups? |