everything changed the day the fire nation attacked

For the first time in his life Iroh was lost. He’d always had faith in Pyrrhic and his position in the family. Even the loss of his mother was not as difficult as seeing his cousin step down. They’d talked, Pyrrhic seemed to have turned a new corner. Iroh hadn’t expected for his whole life to be suddenly flipped upside down.

Iroh didn’t trust Eligos, it wasn’t personal, he knew that he was Abraxas just as much as himself. He didn’t know his cousin though, didn’t near feel the loyalty and draw to him like he did Pyrrhic. Eli didn’t even have a mandrill. What was Iroh supposed to do if he couldn’t be Pyrrhic’s General? His whole life’s goal, his one dream in life, was gone.

Oddly his thoughts drifted to Banshee as he settled onto his haunches. The moonlight was dappled on the ground by the sparse foliage above as he struggled with the crisis he found himself in. Iroh knew he was supposed to be loyal to his family, if there was anything expected of him growing up it was that act. The yearling was so conflicted. He grit his teeth and huffed a heavy sigh in his frustration. What was he going to do?