exit wounds

There was definitely logic to be found there. If it was in his control, he would only allow friends to touch his mothers blade. “Alright, maybe we are friends. probationary friends.” He warned Spider, turning the blade over to hand it back to the smaller wolf. Besides, it seemed he wasn’t going to get rid of Spider easily. The pup seemed to have followed him all the way to the Vikings, after all.

Spider looked far too pleased. How did the pup bounce back to enthusiasm so easily? It seemed like nothing phazed them for more than five seconds. He could probably knock them out, and they would be up again moments later, forgiving and cheerful. Sheesh. Some wolves had stable parents (Granted, adopted) and it showed.

“Sure! Maybe a rabbit?” he said, grinning at the way their meeting came right back around to rabbits. Fine. Fine. Spider was growing on them. Like fungus.


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