Rhazii sat up properly and laid his hands in his lap while Ahnasha spoke. He looked up to her with a curious frown. He paused afterwards, unsure what to make of his mother's tone. Looking at Fendros didn't help either; his expression was neutral as well.

"I split off? Into an undead creature?" He asked them both. "I'm...and I wasn't meant to do that?" Rhazii raised his brow, stared ahead and shook his head. "That had to have been my beast spirit. I just remember being focussed. I don't remember anything except the cold and getting hurt and...trying to say sorry. That's right." He lowered his voice. "I messed up, didn't I?"

Fendros knelt down beside Ahnasha. "It can be difficult to control your beast spirit without any practice. Many lycans don't even have half the memories of their first transformation that you did. It got excited and it was not entirely your fault, though what happened was dangerous. Now that you are transforming, your mother and I have decided that you should start learning as soon as you can."

Rhazii nodded, still exhausted.

"We will be teaching you every day until you can be confident enough to transform and be in control on your own."

The extra detail made Rhazii's eyes shoot up and widen at Fendros. "Every day!?"

Janius held Kaleeth a little tighter while he thought of how to answer. He eventually came up with something half-baked, though it completed in his mind as he went. "I think...Kaleeth, you might be assuming that we're in a pack because we're werewolves and that's what wolves do. But, it isn't about instinct. Not really- or...not completely." He looked in Lorag and Meesei's direction. "Take Meesei, or Lorag when she's not around. We don't take turns eating after them because they want to exercise dominance over us. It's because it's just an accommodation to our beast spirits. Meesei and Lorag might think it's unfair to make us wait, but we aren't bothered, because we have learned to live with each other. They have to exercise their rational minds all the time to prevent themselves becoming tyrannical, abusive leaders, even if they love us." Janius gestured to Sabine. "You saw what happened when Meesei was too weak to control herself. She struck Sabine, probably out of anger, but also to be dominant like the alpha she is."

After shifting to look at Kaleeth properly, Janius gave her a small smile. "Now, we might have to make accommodations for you every now and then. That doesn't mean you don't belong. We prefer to have you, with everything that comes with it. Is that what has been on your mind?"