Phoenix Maplewood All the King's Men

Reek emphasizes his point and Ukko stares off in thought for a moment as he considers what’s laying out in front of him.  A reward instead of punishment.  A rather confusing and misleading reward.  “Okay,” he says again as he tries to swim out of his loss for words, pulling himself together to better fit someone being invited into leadership.  He stands a little awkwardly, suddenly unsure of how his legs or supposed to work or if he can really feel his own feet. He’d been on the same track in his birth pack, somewhere behind his father, but this felt tangible.  He’d been allowed to make a mistake and still be alive to prove it, earning something on his own and not just because of his name. 

“When do we start,” he says more than asks, the words foreign against his tongue as he tries to piece together what has happened.