"If there's a fight, its better to leave them maimed than dead. If its your life or theirs though, no one expects you to die for that clause. That being said, cold-blooded murder is still murder, and we aren't Anshega. As for the war, its currently in the skirmish phase. Hopefully we can harry and harrass them enough to leave without resorting to oathbreaking."
"That's quite a committment of time for one so young. I've never actually seen a show. I like some of the composers, and I know they have ballets attached to the music." That would be a fun way to get away from the pure and everything.
Seeing her discomfort, "if you need to wear the mask, I won't stop you."
"And what have you done with your freedom?" He asks, curious. "My father actually raised me. And he did the best he could, but single fathers were a rarity in those days. He pushed me academically, where I did well enough. My mother checked in from time to time, and she was very demanding. The Storm does not accept excuses or failures. When I changed, much later in life, she welcomed me into her pack directly. Taking orders from kids half your age was not fun, but I learned a lot there." God, some of the blood talons back then had been insufferable. Especially one 14 year old whose voice kept squeaking every time he tried to tell Tiny to do something.
"Not ill mannered at all. The pack sports a half dozen members or so. Again, there is much fluidity. One member is very difficult to track down, so you see him when he wants you too. Irraka. The rest i'm sure you'll meet in time."