Shadow Mountain you are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand

The other wolf, while still reserved, doesn’t yet run off. Instead, he’s able to get a wiggle out of his tail and his features a little lighter. The reprieve is more than welcome where he can be whoever, or himself, without the weight of what stands behind him. He is far from accomplished in his eyes and he’s wasted his time here long enough that, for a little while, he can simply enjoy a time that won’t hold him back. 

When the other takes a step closer, Ukko dips himself a little and his tail remains low, ears alert and inviting, and he keeps a smile curved on his muzzle the entire time. “Hey,” he says, dropping his nose to the ground and putting his head on his paws while his rump remains in the air, waving his tail back and forth. “Follow me?” he asks, raising his brows before he bounces back up and trots off past Inari, following the shadowed ground at the base of the mountain.