"Still, I couldn't have done it without your help." He paused, considering.
“Well, I mean, there is no shame in needing some help, once in a while. We are a team for a reason, so that we can support each other — physically and morally — and fight for a common cause,” pointed out Icetales, before flashing a reassuring smile. “No ‘mon is an island, and nobody can handle
everything by themselves, especially not something as big a world salvation. And… I would not be here if it wasn’t for our comrades’ help, either.”
The Ninetales sat on his haunches, his tails swaying in hypnotic patterns. There was a spark of recognition in his eyes, almost as if there was something that clicked in his mind. Then, the words poured from his mouth.
“Though… I suppose thou not like receiving help, or something like that?” He tilted his head. “That is a feeling that isn’t unknown to me, if that is the case. I used to believe that I could handle an entire mansion, once I got promoted to head butler.” Then, he laughed. “Suffice to say, I did not go too far, and I realized on my skin that there are some things thou cannot handle alone, no matter how much willpower and effort thou pour. And that, my good sir, is when
teamwork comes into play.”
"What's it like, having a shadow? How do you deal with all..." he tilted his head. "-this. This Blacklight stuff or whatever?"
Icetales narrowed his eyes and twitched his nose. “Erm… It is tough to explain. Let us say… that it is like having thy inner voice of conscience — the one that warns thee about dangers, both physical and emotional — but much louder.” He flicked his tails, while the shadow underneath his body quivered. “I admit I was spooked at first, due to it drawing its power from some… rather painful memories,” his ears dropped, “which I wish I did not relive, but alas. Being crafted from darkness does this to thee.”
He stared at his forepaw, before flexing his digits. Golden sparks flickered around the dark fur, while shadow wisps seemed to flow from the silver pelt.
“Thou must know by now how powerful and dangerous this blend of energies is, yes? Though, the same could be said about other things, like the powder thou use to craft fireworks — pretty to look at, but that might leave an intense burn or worse, if thou art not cautious.”
He shook his paw to dispel the energy and looked again at Koamaru. “So, how do I handle it? I keep my mind fresh and focused, so that I can keep my emotions and that Blacklight in check. And if thou see someone else who is about to fall victim to their own emotions… give them a quick pep talk or some comforting words. That will help clear their minds.”