what needs to be (MEETING)
01-30-2020, 05:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-30-2020, 06:10 PM by Thalia.)
Though Thalia had admitted she'd follow Pyrrhic to the ends of the earth, her promise hadn't been at all contingent on his place as ruler of the family. He hadn't necessarily wanted to rule them in the first place, had he? So long as they were serving their God and their family she wouldn't complain about who was in charge. She certainly held no envy toward whoever was chosen.. and that person would be Eligos, Pyrrhic's brother. He wasn't a male she knew particularly well but she had no reason to distrust him, as family. After all, these wolves were all she had left of her family, which had once seemed so much larger and more grand. A touch of fear suddenly overwhelmed her but she redirected her focus toward Eligos and the present moment as he began to speak.
His words rang true to her and as he continued to speak, she felt her worries regarding her future begin to ease - even if only slightly, the progress felt monumentous after so many months of intense anxiety regarding the empire and where her place fell in the world. They needed to become respected and known in the world, needed to thrive instead of simply exist. Eligos was right what wanton violence and treachery wouldn't serve them - it would simply make them a target. They needed to rule the world through admiration, mixed with a health dose of wariness, rather than be viewed as merely enemies who needed to be destroyed. Again she found herself chewing at her lower lip as she considered his words and what they really meant for their future. To weave themselves so carefully into the lives of the other packs in Boreas until they not only knew of the Abraxas name, but depended upon it...
There was much change coming. Not only in just how they ruled, and how they presented themselves, but they'd be moving to the continent to the north. Truthfully Thalia had spent more time there lately than across the Bifrost, and so she was pleased with the direction, nodding in quiet appreciation of his choice.
"The Path of the Shadows is what interests me the most," Thalia declared matter-of-factly after a moment of thought. She cared less where the others fell than in her own choice.. and her intent to remain here was evident in every fiber of her being, from her bright, attentive eyes to her steady posture, that she didn't feel the need to verbally confirm it. "Thank you, Eligos," She offered a moment later, more softly. She was glad someone was taking the reigns, and hard. The Abraxas were her home, and wherever they went she would follow - but she was pleased the path was shifting into something that felt far more befitting to them than the one they'd been traveling on.
His words rang true to her and as he continued to speak, she felt her worries regarding her future begin to ease - even if only slightly, the progress felt monumentous after so many months of intense anxiety regarding the empire and where her place fell in the world. They needed to become respected and known in the world, needed to thrive instead of simply exist. Eligos was right what wanton violence and treachery wouldn't serve them - it would simply make them a target. They needed to rule the world through admiration, mixed with a health dose of wariness, rather than be viewed as merely enemies who needed to be destroyed. Again she found herself chewing at her lower lip as she considered his words and what they really meant for their future. To weave themselves so carefully into the lives of the other packs in Boreas until they not only knew of the Abraxas name, but depended upon it...
There was much change coming. Not only in just how they ruled, and how they presented themselves, but they'd be moving to the continent to the north. Truthfully Thalia had spent more time there lately than across the Bifrost, and so she was pleased with the direction, nodding in quiet appreciation of his choice.
"The Path of the Shadows is what interests me the most," Thalia declared matter-of-factly after a moment of thought. She cared less where the others fell than in her own choice.. and her intent to remain here was evident in every fiber of her being, from her bright, attentive eyes to her steady posture, that she didn't feel the need to verbally confirm it. "Thank you, Eligos," She offered a moment later, more softly. She was glad someone was taking the reigns, and hard. The Abraxas were her home, and wherever they went she would follow - but she was pleased the path was shifting into something that felt far more befitting to them than the one they'd been traveling on.