Fall down sick, I'm not insane

Most wolves had their own tragedy's. Fenix had learned from a young age that the world could be as cruel as it was great. Living was hard, living alone for a wolf for the most part was also hard. Loners had outside threats, predators, and no friends or family to come back them up. Yet making a place like a pack, Fenix could create that empire. His lineage called for it, his great grandfather had been a cruel king, his mother? Well his mother had been shy for a time until she met Fenix's father. His father had been a strong man close to that of a viking but not quiet. He'd heard the stories of the walker family intwined within theirs. Rivaxorus, Allen, names he went through from stories that were passed down through the generations. He'd also like to share them.

"I don't think it's important to think about how it WILL get better." Fenix noted as he looked at her. "Sometimes, things aren't going to be okay. Death, stress, all these things are a part of life. Fighting them is what makes us weak, accepting these emotions and deciding on how to move forward makes you strong even if you need some help along the way. So it's not that it WILL get better. It's a fundamental truth and it's okay to be angry, okay to be sad, what's important is identifying these emotions and developing a healthy way to cope with them." suddenly he'd turned into a therapist. Not that it didn't happen. Fenix considered himself rather intelligent.

"Ethne, does it mean anything?" he asked tilting his head. It didn't sound like any native tongue of his. Fenix grinned, "The Grove, where the teachings of the trio are present but the pack builds a future for all. It rewards loyalty to your friends, your independence. Where knowledge is what you aim to protect and gain." he'd thought a long time about what to call it. The grove was simple and it almost sounded like a place to come home too. If he had to admit then it would be a place his enemies would fear but his family would love.

She was pleased it seemed by his religious mentioning. In the teachings of the trio, they accepted all gods and faiths. Every wolf was different and in tune they had different needs for love, worship and anything else. It was to stay true to your heart. "Itsume is the goddess of everything and nothing. She was cast from the heavens for falling in love with a mortal. But it is said that her lover didn't believe in the trio his faith was elsewhere. and yet they loved and were loved until he passed and Denki brought his sister back to the heavens in her grief." he could think of so many stories. His eyes didn't give anything away as she explained her husbands grandmother. "We are afraid of power, power that's granted to another that we wanted. Jealousy can easily poison a mind quickly." it was unfortunate. "The fact that she didn't succeed just tells you who really is the holy one." he chuckled. Protected by the gods.