Ultraviolence

(I got a specific jam I'm gonna listen to while in this thread. lel.)

Hmm. Copper thought. He was having problems with everything lately. pretty much everyone in the pack distrusted him, and he didn't like it. Something in him hoped he could come back, and everything would resume where is stopped before. Nope. Fitz was apparently a warlord, who'd employed a gang of a-holes. 
Life is just a dream.
The rusty wolf was slightly surprised when he saw the king himself pass by. He wondered to himself, If he's the king, I'm the prince. It was odd. Copper had lived in a world where nothing he said had any consequence. Bindi, and now Zaria had beat him into submission, but half a year of solitude brought it right back to the forefront of his moral compass. He didn't mean any harm, and respected Fitz, but.. It was odd. For the first time in quite a while, Copper was troubled.

He hopped up, and followed after Fitz silently.