Miss Cherie
"Dad," Vexation said, relieved to hear her father's voice. "Dad, I'm confused." She shook her head, trying to knock some sense into it. "I... it doesn't make sense to me that all Soquili who aren't Kalona aren't intelligent, that they can't think. #$&$, it doesn't make sense that they can't be evil. Am I... wrong? Am I wrong for thinking that maybe this talk of lessers isn't completely right?" Would he push her away, disown her for thinking that way? She was almost afraid to discover the answer. "Thank you," she said, remembering his compliment.
Wrath arched a brow at the words that flooded forth from his daughter. A part of him softened up because he felt like he was still needed. Still had some meaning to her life. Perhaps he was a fool but he didn't want to lose touch of them now that he had finally come to appreciate them.
"What makes one race different from another? The amount of horns they may or may not have? The shape of their tail? The type of wings they have or what they look like? Is that what truly shapes one into being greater or lesser? No, Vexation, it's not. The reality is that they are not that different from us at all." He wasn't sure how these words would affect his daughter but he couldn't seem to stop now that he had started.
"Do not listen to what others say. Each race has their beliefs. Each race shares their stories of what is the right way, what is wrong. Who are your enemies and who are your friends. The truth is broader than that, Vex. The truth is that any living creature is capable of surprising you. Any living creature is capable of being good or evil and it has nothing to do with their race. Any living creature can be greater or lesser to another."
Wrath stomped around at the ground, "Are there lessers? Yes. Are they all around you? Surely. Are they defined by any race? No. A kalona could be your lesser and a regular could be your greater. What really matters is who they are, what they are capable of and how far they are willing to go for what they want. Do not underestimate because of race. Do not overestimate because of race. Look at them as individuals, Vex, because that is what they are. Be true to who you are. Whether you are a bloodthirsty beast, a seductive demon or even if a butterflies and @#!@! kittens kind of mare, as long as you have no doubts when faced with adversity, as long as in the end, you stick to what you believe in, then you are better than anyone around you. Weakness defines who is greater or lesser. Never be weak. Never doubt. Never question. Be Vexation and don't let anyone change that."