// content warning for disturbing thoughts, mention of child abuse (?)
Yukon's ears twitched, the scrutiny of his gaze turning sharp as he searched for a chink in this man's armored façade — but aside from a slight pause, an utterance, a moment of breath where he might've doubted himself, there seemed to be nothing. It was replaced instead by the nodding of his head, his throat clear as he confirmed that he did, in fact, have a plan. A plan to rule the very valley that sprawled at Yukon's back. Slowly his head rose, his posture straightening to match that of the stranger before him.
But why should I tell you the details of it? What can you offer me?
Briefly Yukon's mind wandered back to a time when he'd almost killed a starving little girl for trying to take the bird he'd caught. Fast-forwarded to when he'd watched idly, almost disinterested as another wolf attacked his little brother. Again to a time when he'd tried, desperately, to fling a small child off the precipice of a deadly cliff.
And to recently, when he'd deserted it all because he thought himself a coward. Was he, though?
Easily he returned the man's grin with a friendly one of his own. Then, matter-of-factly, "Well, because I can help you, of course. Two bodies is always better than one."
Yukon's ears twitched, the scrutiny of his gaze turning sharp as he searched for a chink in this man's armored façade — but aside from a slight pause, an utterance, a moment of breath where he might've doubted himself, there seemed to be nothing. It was replaced instead by the nodding of his head, his throat clear as he confirmed that he did, in fact, have a plan. A plan to rule the very valley that sprawled at Yukon's back. Slowly his head rose, his posture straightening to match that of the stranger before him.
But why should I tell you the details of it? What can you offer me?
Briefly Yukon's mind wandered back to a time when he'd almost killed a starving little girl for trying to take the bird he'd caught. Fast-forwarded to when he'd watched idly, almost disinterested as another wolf attacked his little brother. Again to a time when he'd tried, desperately, to fling a small child off the precipice of a deadly cliff.
And to recently, when he'd deserted it all because he thought himself a coward. Was he, though?
Easily he returned the man's grin with a friendly one of his own. Then, matter-of-factly, "Well, because I can help you, of course. Two bodies is always better than one."