Whoop-dee-do
To: Koala; Subject: Make words
05-11-2020, 12:05 PM
Aggie listened carefully as the young female explained. She had seen her fair share of religious zealots in her time. Every region seemed to have them, but not many were described as so malevolent as to raise outside concerns. She cocked her head sideways considering... Aggie understood why this might distress the speckled shewolf, of course she did. But she wasn't exactly sure what she was supposed to, or able to, do about it. She deliberated for a long moment, picking her words carefully before setting them loose. "With fanatics, it is always best to be cautious. You never know what might set them off, so perhaps your fear will keep you alive." Fear could be shameful for some wolves, though Aggie couldn't begin to understand the notion. Fear was a body's natural response to danger. It deserved to be heeded, just as one might take warning from looming thunderheads or a snake's rattling tail. Aggie sighed, worried that she might disappoint Pestilence, but having considered her angles and the information she currently had... There wasn't much Aggie could see herself doing, apart from trying to learn more. When the Spirits led her towards action Aggie gladly complied, but she trusted in the world around her to maintain balance as it always had. If these zealots were crossing the boundary into the unnatural and profane, surely they would find themselves facing consequences sooner or later. "I know this might not be what you want to hear, but when it comes to the affairs of the spirits one usually finds that they uphold the Great Balance in the strangest of ways. Sometimes they are taking great strides when it seems to us like nothing is happening at all... It might be seasons or even years before we are able to understand what they have long since cast into motion. " Aggie looked to the northeast where she knew Mount Volkan lay dormant, far away and out of sight, then back to the young female before her. "But they act nonetheless. If the zealots worry you, I can only promise to bear this information in mind and act if an opportunity arises. Beyond that, I'm not sure there is much one lone shewolf can do against a mob of fanatics." She looked at Pestilence and raised a brow, her expression gentle but probing all the same. If there was something Pestilence expected of her, she might as well come out and say it. Aggie may be a voice for the spirits but she did not control them, or ever claim access to the great depths of their power and prominence. She was merely a wolf, and could only act within her means as such. "Talk" "Listen" Think |
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