The True Firedrake's explanation uplifted Akensken, and set his heart on a tailwind of hope. The craggy wyvern bowed his head deeply in a show of respect, and responded, "That is a cause I would be honored to follow, ancient one." It was nothing short of what he just barely dared to dream; another dragon, capable and moral, that could see the essence of the problem. The threat to dragonkind in their current time was not humans, to be threatened in return, but humankind's arrogance. He bore resentment for the hunters themselves, just as much as any dragon, but Akensken knew the truly just solution was to abolish humanity's foolishness rather than the race itself. One would perhaps be easier to eliminate than the other, but that was the price of walking the right path. It lightened the Armored Wyvern's wings just to know he may not have to pursue that path alone. In truth, before today, he had not had a mind to walk the course with as much dedication as filled him now-- his goal had merely been to find a secluded den, sustain himself, and avoid the conflict. It had been a while since he had last been in the company of a peer who wanted to change the world for the better. Without one, it was scarcely simple to maintain sight of the worth of all the effort, all the heartache, and all the blood that was required to keep moving forward. With these other dragons around him, not one of them bad enough to be deserving of their present climate, and Feravel's words, Akensken could see the worth again. He was ready to once more start down the path which had already taken so many from him, to free so many more from their torments.