blood in the water

Caedes absorbed Aresenn's words with a thoughtful expression, his gaze meeting the other male’s with a newfound sense of acknowledgement. The wisdom in Aresenn's advice resonated deeply with him, and he would be sure to put it to good use. Maintaining focus amidst chaos – it was a concept that Caedes understood all too well. In the heat of battle, every movement counted, every decision could mean the difference between victory and defeat. Life and death. Staying grounded was paramount. Body and mind -- All that good mumbo jumbo.

"Thank you," Caedes spoke, a hint of gruff sincerity within his typically stoic demeanor. "Your insights are invaluable." Though Caedes was not one to openly express gratitude, he recognized the significance of doing so when it was due. His anger – his agitation slowly subsided, and with a silent nod of subtle appreciation, Caedes turned his focus back to the rocky cliffs of the fjord, steeling himself to climb and push his body to adapt. If he could not, perhaps feeding his sorry hide to a new bear would suffice.