Elias could sympathise with that. The more voices that joined the song the harder it got to differentiate one howl from another. Too many opposing personalities and opinions could lead to trouble, Elias saw that now, even if it was too late. Ravenna's anger and resentment made a little more sense now, seeing her family divided like that must have been like a blow to her pride and feelings. There was no need for things to gotten as bad as they did and yet here they were, licking proverbial wounds that hadn't yet had time to heal.
"My uncle once told me... that great men are forged in fire. That it is through trials and tribulations do we truly know who we are."Elias said, vividly remembering how small he had been that day, how in awe he was of such a great, deserving leader. Terrel had not been handed the throne, even though it was his birthright, he had earned it through words and actions. "He believed that if a ruler cannot handle leadership in times of strife then they do not deserve it in peace."
It was then he realised the implications of his words and his ears flicked back as an apologetic whine forced it's way out. He wasn't doing a very good job of apologising, was he?
"Which isn't to say I don't think you know how to lead but-uhhhh, what I'm trying to say is that...you are great and you'll bring the Willows through this, I know you will. Greer and Kyna too! I know what a good leader is and I know you all have what it takes...Just, sometimes you have to grow into a role a little." He muttered, risking a quick glance in her direction.