Exactly where I want to be

The Spirit listened curiously, smiling as Ulric spoke, though her ears perked slightly at his question. She’d been posed the query before, and she nodded, tipping her head in an invitation to follow as she padded along the outside of the wall.

She walked in silence a few strides, gathering her thoughts, before she admitted, “It’s a challenge that is still daunting sometimes. Not everyone will always agree with you or who you are, or how you lead. Those such wolves should always be free to go their own way, for an unhappy pack member who feels forced to stay is a liability to the rest of the pack.”

Her head tilted to the side in thought, a rueful smile on her features as she added, “For myself with Valhalla, I can never stay satisfied with what I’ve already done. I’m always wanting to improve things for them, and now for my husband and children. It’s an eternal affliction.” She laughed softly, casting a wink at Ulric.

Her features grew subtly more somber. “Leadership means putting all before your own wants and desires, before your own comfort and pleasures. It’s making hard decisions, and making mistakes. It’s… many times… feeling like you are utterly failing at your job, no matter how much training you went through from birth. It’s constant thought, deliberation, planning… And politics. Other leaders can be unpredictable. Raids can come from packs you thought you were on good terms with. Raids that could have been avoided by trade.”

She threw a quick shrug, shimmering moonstone colors rippling through her pristine, glowing coat.

She tilted her head back to smile at the man, adding, “But, so often, it is rewarding. When everything is going right, and it seems you and your pack are on the same page and striving for the same thing.”

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think