Phoenix Maplewood what would jessica jones do?

Esaro stands on the other end and doesn’t react, and instead looks at him in confusion. Ukko’s eyes narrow and his brows burrow in frustration between his gaze but he bites it back and waits for a sincere what? before he lifts his head once more and adjusts his posture. He remains relaxed and paces a little back and forth in the snow.

“You said you could fight, I want to see what you’ve got,” he explains and lowers his head once more to protect his throat. “Just show me what you can do,” he adds furthermore. The dark wolf doesn’t expect teeth on teeth clashing or bloodshed but instead a little rough housing and tactics. Perhaps Ukko could learn a thing or two from the other wolf or even teach his new pack mate something in return.

Ukko bows, shoulders high, as he steadies himself on the ground with a grin on his face and his tail wagging back and forth, brushing his hocks. Again, Ukko urges: “Hit me.”