Blacktail Deer Plateau strike three

he said nothing at first to grayday's words, letting them soak in, one by one. he realized, with some alarm, that he had once been a lot like engel: brash and big-mouthed, flirting with everything that moved. it had only changed when the wind had knocked him out to sea, and the agouti male had almost drowned.

near-death experiences changed you, apparently. he was glad for it, for it could have been him receiving the same fate today.

still, he had no clue why the alpha had summoned him as well. a witness to his sentence? a warning? aditya nodded, saying, "he was. . ." lacking the adequate words to describe engel at the moment, he looked up at grayday. "why did you bring me out here?" he asked abruptly.