So Sephiran was driven, though it seemed he had a bloodlust that was noted. None of them were saints by any means, and hell, when Rivin went to her first raid it was with the intention of leaving a maim, right? It should be fine. And even if she didn’t know Seph well… Aresenn trusted him… and she trusted her brother. He had a good head on his shoulders, and would get what he wanted and needed no matter what. Rivin admired that. Maybe… maybe she had been trying too hard to please their father. That thought caused a bitter feeling to rise in her gut. Maybe it was time to start living for what she wanted to do. She wasn’t a child anymore after all.
At Senn’s musings Rivin shrugged. “One can hope.” She didn’t know if it would be enough. “I can definitely say that things need to change. Whether or not this is the change that we need… I don’t know.” She told him. Even now that uncertainty within her lingered. A sigh passed her lips, gaze only lifting as Aresenn placed his paw on her shoulder. It was his turn to offer reassurance now. Rivin listened quietly, giving a small nod as her brother finished. “Thank you, Aresenn.” Rivin moved, drawing her brother into a quick hug. It was short, but it held everything she wanted to give him now.
“It's a promise… not that this is goodbye. I know we’ll see each other again.” She grinned, tilting her head to the side as she spoke in a teasing voice. “So until next time, yeah?”
"Speech,"'Thought.'
Rivin has two companions - a bobcat and a wolverine. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.
