Upon The Winds Of Dubiety

The next day, he continued to avoid everyone and everything. He didn't dare face the other adults, or even the one tribe member who looked up to him. His only company was his emotions. But yet, this time it would be different.
Esredes: *At the moment, he's taking out his remaining anger on a tree, scratching away at its bark, creating claw marks he considers impressive. It's a nice feeling, the roughness of the bark against his claws.*
*It won't be long, however, before he hears something above him, and turns around just as two adult knochen land nearby. Both of them stare at him as they come closer. His stomach drops.*
Adult 1: So this here's our little troublemaker... *The first one, a muscularly built knochen, looks at him with amusement.*
Esredes: *He narrows his eyes at them both* What do you want.
Adult 2: *The second one is tall and slender, with features as sharp as his gaze laying upon him* Esredes. You're out here damaging natural features, I see.
Adult 1: I'm surprised you didn't uproot it from the ground like that one time.
Esredes: The tree will be fine. I'm not killing it. Leave me alone.
Adult 2: We can't. Listen Esredes, the tribe all heard about what you did last night. And we all agree this behavior has been left unchecked for far too long. None of the adults have been able to get anywhere with you. But nobody wants to expel you from the tribe, so this is what has been decided.
Adult 2: You've been put under our supervision. We're going to be watching you closely and taking responsibility for teaching you proper behavior once and for all.
Esredes: Are you serious?!
Adult 2: Very serious. You need to learn to act in a respectful manner.
Esredes: And what makes you think I'll listen to you.
Adult 1: 'Cause if you don't, you won't be having a good time.
Adult 2: We've been authorized to use harsher punishments if necessary.
Esredes: *That makes his stomach drop even further, but he keeps his hostile gaze even.*
Adult 1: Now look, neither of us want to have to do that. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either way, you're going to listen to us.
Esredes: I don't want to listen to you. I'd rather leave.
Adult 1: Leave and go where? Right into the trap of a human?
Esredes: No...! I'll fight them before they can get to me!
Adult 1: *He laughs at this.* That's right, you're the one who wants to be a soldier. It's your little dream you never stopped talking about when you were little.
Adult 2: You still want to join the nochmal someday, do you? Well, consider this for a moment.
Adult 2: None of us have been involved in the faction's activities, but I know a few things about how it works. And I know that if you were old enough to make it to their headquarters, you'd be yelled at by your superiors the same way you are here. You'd go through training and learn nothing, and all your fellow trainees would hate you. And those are the knochen who you're going to have to rely on to save your life at one point. If they don't like you, they may just look away when a human drives a spear through your skull.
Adult: Now, beyond that, because you can't follow orders and don't learn how to fight, you're either going to be stuck in training forever, or you won't make it past your first battle. You'll die before you can ever make your dream happen. You won't be able to help a single knochen.
Esredes: ... *He clenches his fists, but remains quiet. It's clear he's struck a nerve.*
Adult 1: Beyond that, just look at how miserable your behavior have made you. The other adolescents want nothing to do with you. Your only friend's that other mischievous youngling. You're always over here lying in a tree. You'd be much less miserable if you just listened to anyone.
Esredes: No I wouldn't. I don't like any of you. I'm done with this place.
Adult 2: Don't you wish the adolescents would stop avoiding you?
Esredes: They're all stupid.
Adult 1: Would you really rather just be friends with a tree?
Esredes: I don't care.
Adult 2: Yes you do, you just won't admit it. You're lonely. And it makes you miserable. We can fix all of that if you listen to us.
Adult 1: This is all for your own good, kid. The whole tribe thinks you're good for nothing. We ought to prove them wrong.
Esredes: *He remains silent and stares at them, the hostility remaining.*
Adult 2: I take it you're probably going to resist us no matter what we say to you. In that case, we warned you. Now come along. *He begins to turn away, the other adult following suit*
Esredes: Where are we going?
Adult 1: Laboring. The others aren't letting you get away with last night. But we're going to do it our way.
Esredes: [Ugh. I was hoping you wouldn't say that.] *With no other choice given to him, he begrudgingly follows them*

At first, he was resistant, but the adults remained patiently stubborn. Once he learned they were not giving up, he reluctantly began to listen to them. In between forcing him in line with everyone else, they continued to talk to him about the significance and meaning of why the tribe conducted things the way they did.

And eventually, something clicked. At last, his mind began to understand. Perhaps it had something to do with its increasing age, but nonetheless the chaotic spirit was forced into a corner by an emerging entity of order that rivaled it in power, and there it stayed.

And the rest of the tribe slowly embraced the change, and began to have a positive relationship with him once more. For the last several years of his time at home, he became happy. But even moreso, he became an adult.