skill: counselor 2/5 bwp

Even with the flash of her teeth as his superior, Vidarr did not back down or flinch. There was something about seeing her in so many stages of life - as a hot headed child trying desperately to find her own place and way, as a grieving daughter and sister, as a young leader trying to forge a path ahead when all directions felt wrong, and now - a grieving woman who was still trying to hold too much on her own shoulders. Tiberii was struggling to be everything for everyone and was forgetting to keep any reserves for herself.

There was a patience in his touches, a slow rhythmic thing as he continued to clean the muck from her fur. He snorted when she refuted his claim. And when she whipped her head to him, he took a second to at least clear the wolverine chunk from the top of her head. There was something to be said of parenthood - he had gained an entirely new level of patience since surviving some of Reid's tantrums. One of the tasks of Leadership is learning how to care for yourself just as much as your claim. Vidarr was pointing out the obvious - and maybe it was a conversation that he needed to have with each of the young leaders of Dawnbreak. They could not burn themselves up like fuel just to keep the others warm. Even with this brutal winter that seemed to be worse than every winter he'd ever experienced.

The bull gestured towards the last bits of the wolverine she'd made swift work of. The spray of blood could be seen in huge arcs from where she'd slung the thing about. He would want to clean this up before anyone came upon the bloodbath. I know, Tiberii, I know. His tone was soft with a genuine warmth. It was not just from feeling like he owed Tiberius to step up for the children he'd left behind. He did care about each of them. They had all grown up with a very heavy legacy to uphold. It would make sense that it would drain them eventually, that it would be too much to hold up all of the time.

It is good to get your anger out on......safe targets. Vidarr conceded before he gently touched his snout to her temple, offering a loving boop. How long had it been since she'd received a paternal kiss? When he pulled back, he let out a sigh. If this is what you know, maybe it is time to learn more. Vidarr knew enough about leading, even if it had been different than the way the Pillars operated. He liked the system they had now, making up a unique option that meant that no one wolf had to make all of the choices all of the time. You still have so much you can learn - but not every lesson has to hurt. And when they do hurt, you know you have many to care for you. He assumed everyone in Dawnbreak would have done that for the Pillar.

He could tell, if nothing else, that the Shakti-Vaes had cultivated a deep sense of community. It wasn't something every leader managed. They had just never given any other option.