swamp monsters

Modesty gave her daughter a patient smile as she sorted through the information laid out before her. "We don't need to be mindless killers putting down every threat. Most won't bother to take us on because it isn't in their interests to be eeking out their existence with an injury. Sometimes, conflict is unavoidable, but it won't always be life or death either." It was perhaps, a bigger lesson than they should go over on a stroll, but she supposed shifting the angle wouldn't hurt.

"When we raid, we don't go in with intent to harm our adversaries, only to gather resources. If they respond poorly, sometimes, you will need to respond in kind for the sake of a lesson to be taught or to protect yourself, but I try to consider not only the bigger picture, but they, just like us, are just trying to survive. They might have children to feed, a family waiting for them at home. We need to eat, and so do they. You also need to consider that winning is not guaranteed. If the benefit outweighs the potential cost, it can be an easy decision, but it may not always be that way." It was a lot to process, but if it ever made her child stop and think before throwing herself in harms way, it was worth it.

"speech"