[19:50] Aetres says, "Oh- Uh... E- Ezekiel... W- Would you mind m- me s- speaking to y- you in private? I... Am questionning... About s- some things... "
[19:53] Gabriel nods his head quickly, shuffling across the ground as he begins to make his way across and around the duo at the entrance. A soft "Mmhmm" is made in response to Calita before his gaze returns to Ezekiel. He murmurs something underneath his breath, directed at them before continuing on up, bar anything new coming up.
(Gabriel)
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[19:53] Ezekiel Terein says, "I suppose."
[19:53] Gabriel whispers something.
[19:54] Ezekiel didn't really respond to Gabriel's comment, just to stride forwards and off towards the treeline. Aetres wanted to talk to him, so he'd go off to the side to talk. What better than to do so by the trees?

"Let's make it quick."
(Ezekiel Terein)
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[19:55] Sigwald followed them with his eyes, wondering what could be Aetres's issue. He then turns to Caita, his right hand hovering over his chest and speaks:

"I'm Sigwald." A simple and short introduction.
(Sigwald)
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[19:56] Calita Ash says, "Don't care outsider blank face."
[19:56] Atreus Ghede says, "Sheesh. That was fiesty."
[19:57] Emmeline asks, "Hmm?"
[19:58] Sigwald simply nodded to the troubled teenager. He had a few runs into her kind around the town. His face remained expressionless as he turned towards the new arrivals. Once more his right hand hovered over his chest, greeting them.

"I'm Sigwald."
(Sigwald)
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[19:58] Ghede gives a lazy nod to Sigwald, then nudges the smaller Moonfallian beside him.

"Why don't ya' like outsiders?"
(Atreus Ghede)
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[19:58] The bright blue hues glimmered as he accepted his proposition. It has been quite a while he has been asking himself about something. If that is a true fact, or not...

"T- Thank you..."

However...

It would be the time where Ezekiel and Aetre would S K I D D A D L E further in the forest so they would merely have the peace from any other curious ears around.
(Aetres)
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[20:16] The young drakanite would drag Ezekiel away from the entrance, it would however seems that other Druids would be hanging around here, so there would not be any guard in the entry. However... They would both find themselves now further in the forest, over a ground covered with colorful flowers, showing their beautiful colors.

As they get in there, his gaze would now locks itself into the Druid's, he would speak very much seriously and actually found himself to be more and more comfortable to speak with this particular druid trough time.

He would first of all lay his arm forward him, it would now be wrapped with bandages, yet some slight stains of blood would still be showing itself over those.

"I... Am gonna tell you... The reason why I did this... L- Last time...", he nodded, not even the slightest grin would be appearing upon his face. Quite usual, but... However. "The bruises... Over my arm..."

The young Drakanite would speak inall honesty as he desires to acknowledge if that is true or not. Believing that druids are worth listening.

"I... I have for the first time created a flower and...", the way he speaks would merely make the fact that he became more confident to speak to him obvious. "Amethyst killed it... Saying it was too weak to live...", he paused. "... My feelings spoke and... I have let my blood drip out of my arm... Then let the bruises wrap it... Hoping to create stronger plants..."

He has come to realizes that he was wrong, that would merely have needed guidance, explanation. His foolish childish mind would have spoken to him. Wishing to prove that he is not weak... The bruises wrapped around his arm, he willingly let those wrap it...

Then one day... Amethyst spoke the truth... And explained... Which brought him confusion.

"N- Now... He told me that... What is weak and that c- cannot grow m- must die... As I- it is a mercy to kill them... Yet in some cases... They can improve...", he shifted his gaze back to the druid and tilted his head. "W- What do you think of that?... I- I have come to realize... That it might be true, but... I... Don't know... Since you are a druid you might know... Right?"

After seeing the cat girl and the blonde fighting... Questions truly came upon his mind.
(Aetres)
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[20:33] Ezekiel followed, and he listened. As he walked he remained silent himself, using his staff as a walking stick. Then they came to a field of flowers, to which he didn't look at too much, listening to Aetres stutter and struggle to get out what she wanted to say.

She spoke of her first creation, of another killing it and telling her the weak will die. How she turned to bloodletting, a normally blessed act to try and create something stronger.

How he was told that the weak are a mercy to be killed, but sometimes may grow strong. And now he wanted Ezekiel's take on all of it as a druid. Not that he really knew who Amethyst was, but he understood the ideals. In fact, it was one he shared.

"I agree. The runt of a litter will die, the mother will choose to save the ones more likely to survive. Sometimes the runt will survive, and it will grow regardless." he says calmly.

"That is how nature will take its course. Not that humans are completely required to do the same."
(Ezekiel Terein)
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[20:43] The mother will choose to save the ones more likely to survive... So his taught are right... The young drakanite would stares at the Druid after he finished to speak. The silence would rise up as his gaze shifted away, letting a single blow of the wind passes before he could speak.

"S-So everything about it was right... I- I need to become stronger... To survive...", there is a lot of possibilities for him to become stronger and the best key to unlock the door to success is creativity.

"I- I will find a way...", he nodded. "T- Thank you for your aid... Ezekiel...", druids are beings filled with precious knowledge. Each has different knowledge, but Aetres has given more interest into Ezekiel.

"I- It was all I wanted to say..."

He believed it was better to keep this kind of information away from the public. Perhaps it was the best, perhaps not... But it was what he believed to be the best.
(Aetres)
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[20:46] Ezekiel Terein says, "Do whatever you want."
[20:50] Ezekiel would turn and begin to walk back towards the village. He strolled slowly, casually. "Your survival is not my issue. If you think this will make you survive, do so. If you're wrong, you'll likely die."

It was a simple, perhaps brutal statement. To him, Aetres was new to the village. Perhaps allowed in by... someone, he didn't actually know who, but at the same time, they were not a part of his 'pack'. They were not a person he yet cared to protect, and if they were, they were still what amounted to a runt. Someone closer to death and suffering than growth.

"Good luck with that though." he continues, just to stroll back to the gate.
(Ezekiel Terein)
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[20:52] Aetres says, "T- Thank you."
[20:57] Aetres knew that Ezekiel would perhaps not care about it, but... That druid for him would be the only guidance. Aetres has never been seeking any kind of care, nor protection. All he desired was a path to follow...

Ezekiel has been the one who has perhaps accidently showed it. He would have willingly taken that path, which made him able to create a connection with the spirits of the nature.

He would not actually give any comment to his first affirmation, but he would thank him to at the least slightly encourage him.

"T- Thank you.", he said, letting the Druid go back to his business.
(Aetres)
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