listen here, old man

Jupiter had finally decided to work up the courage to talk to Valentine about some things. The old man was just that, an old man, and yet somehow he was easily still the scariest wolf Jupiter knew. There was just something about how he was old as mud and still had a no fucks attitude that made Jupiter nervous around him. The two had tangled an awful lot when he was a yearling but Jupiter got the sense he hadn't seen all of Valentine's tricks yet. Honestly he was afraid of whatever the old man had left. At this stage he had nothing left to lose, right? Jupiter wouldn't put it past his old man to go out in a blaze of glory.

After nosing around the tractor to confirm Valentine was in there, Jupiter backed up a couple steps and then sat down. "Hey old man!" he yelled loud enough to send nearby birds into the air. "Got time for your favorite grandson? I wanna talk to you!" He wasn't sure what kind of hearing Valentine had left but he wasn't going to take any chances.