Call Me MacGyver

Jupiter's ears perked. Ashiel was gonna be an alpha, huh? Cool! He'd never met an alpha before. Sure, Dauntless had one, but he'd never seen him and somewhere along the line his mind had settled on the idea that an alpha was this big, powerful, unreachable being in an unattainable position. It was neat to find out that ordinary cool people could be one. Hey, maybe one day he'd get to be an alpha too!

With no small amount of jealousy Jupiter watched Griff sharpen the last tine on Ashiel's spear. Man, he wished he had a bird! If he had a bird and a monkey then he could just sit back and let them all the spears. Wouldn't that be great?

Finally both spears were done and as promised, the snake was presented to him. Jupiter's eyes lit up as Ashiel set it down in front of him. Oh, he was so excited! His mom was gonna be so proud and his siblings were gonna be so jealous. Parroting something Amadeus had said to him once, he said, "Pleasure doin' business  with ya."

As for sacrificing a snake... "That's really smart. I think you're gonna be a good alpha." He did have one question, though. Well...more than one actually. "Who is the fallen god? And how are you gonna sacrifice the snake?"

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”