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His question goes unanswered, the wolf far off by the time he’d gotten it out of his mouth. Did he expect him to kill the other in order to follow him? Blindly murder a wolf he doesn’t know? There’s a part of him, deep down, that wants to know what it would get him in the long run but he isn’t quite sure he’s up for it. 

The other wolf sits there, slouched over, and Ukko furrows his brow. He stares at him for a moment, it would be easy to take him down while he’s unaware, distracted with himself. Instead, Ukko pivots, and travels further inland.