Hallelujah (I'm Not Dead)

Bronze knew little of Incendium's leadership other than - well, that Ignis was ultimately in charge. He listened to his family above all others though and he only felt blind loyalty toward them not this red-coated man that stood before them and began to speak. His words didn't settle well with Bronze either; he knew nothing of fear or contempt that Ignis spoke of, but he had to wonder if the fact that he kept to himself was the reason for that. The strangest thing that he noticed was that he felt nothing when Ignis spoke. He didn't know him and felt nothing toward him other than what had been taught - not even the flare of annoyance that he could feel brewing inside Onyx nearby, obvious to him even before she began to speak. "I'd like to train as a fighter like Onyx. And... I'd like to say I agree with her," he added confidently, after a moment of thought. His gaze drifted to both his parents as if searching for approval before finding Ignis again. "No one in my family has spoken badly of you, and I've yet to hear a single wolf in the pack do the same. I'd like to say you're wrong - respectfully," Bronze added carefully. He didn't mean to disrespect him, and his voice showed no signs of frustration, but he didn't feel his analysis of the pack was fair, especially when he hadn't been around for quite some time. Speaking out only seemed right to him, especially in Onyx's defense.