Reporting for duty

Ezra didn't answer right away when Chimera questioned him over whether he felt sorry for the wolves here even though the answer would have undoubtably been yes. However, he was taken aback when Chimera quickly followed up that question with a statement that he shouldn't, that they belonged here. He frowned with confusion, but didn't say anything, instead watching as he moved toward one of the cells that held the females, his ears flicking as he watched them cower back from the King. What Chimera revealed shocked him and he found himself glancing back and forth between the Fenmyre alpha and the wolves he pointed out with disbelief. A murderer that poisoned the water of her pack, a mother that had slain her children just to be with another man, a kidnapper that sold children to terrible situations, the owner of said brothels and a murderer...

He stood there stunned, looking at these wolves he had felt pity and concern for just moments ago. Now as he stood there looking at him he felt like this might be too easy of a punishment for some of them. He didn't think he was perfect by any means, but he always tried to do right by those around him and protect his loved ones. In his mind it just didn't make sense how anyone could possibly do these kinds of things to other wolves, but here they were—the perpetrators of the crimes that Chimera listed off for him. He was still processing it all in shocked silence when Chimera began to move down the beach again and Ezra quietly followed beside him, his brow creased with thought.

Chimera asked him about his conscience being clear about the slaves and followed up with a question about if he'd want to sink his teeth into any of them. He glanced up from where his gaze had been fixed on the sand to find Chimera's gaze again, looking a bit startled at the prospect. "No, no I..." he started saying, but his words trailed off with a flick of his ears. Since the day his sharp, serrated teeth began to grow in his parents warned him to never use them on another wolf unless it was in defense of someone else. He had grown up being beyond cautious about when and how he bit anyone in spars or fights and only ever really used his teeth in hunting. No doubt that Chimera had noticed his teeth just as he had noticed Chimera's and it made his stomach twist with conflict.

"I was taught to never bite anyone," he said after a moment, frowning slightly. "I... I shouldn't want to hurt them, but..." But he kind of did. Hearing all the awful things these wolves did, thinking about how his mother and sister had disappeared without a trace, how it was possible they had gotten captured or hurt or worse by some wolf just like them, it made it feel somehow personal. He was always a little over protective over pups, a byproduct of having to become the protector of his softer, less fighting inclined siblings so young so hearing how many of them had targeted pups didn't help things either. He gave a shake of his head, looking down at the ground in front of him again. No, even if he resented what they did, he shouldn't want to hurt them... right?

Ezra Adravendi