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Ukko knows the male back but it’s only seconds when Esaro speaks, shouting across the distance the beta crossed. The dark male spins around faster than he thought possible, stirring up the snow beneath his feet. The wolf goes off on some sort of related tangent that still confuses him. How the other had gotten death from what he was trying to do makes him laugh, a curl of his lips while shaking his head as the wolf is clear confused on the entire matter.

“Tell me, Esaro, what are you talking about? When did I even bring up killing someone?” he says, inching closer to the tawny wolf. “Knowing how to fight, how to defend yourself, your home has nothing to do with going out there and killing someone.” 

His head lowers slightly, growling, only to keep his neck protected in case the other lashes out again. His one move had been used up and Ukko prepares for another, angling his nose away from the subordinate. “If someone attacks us, we clearly can’t count on you. That’s why it’s important. You told me you could fight and I was stupid enough to believe you.”

The dark wolf resists the urge to lunge forward and attempt to pin the other, partly wanting to pull Esaro’s instinct out of him kicking and screaming but he doesn’t, instead glaring hard eyed at the other, threatening him to come at him again.