Redtail Rise and what if I told you you could kill your imperfect self?

Aventus gave a soft snort, amused. He should have known the boy would give the simplest answer. Yes, he granted, lowering his head to carefully draw the scents into his nose as well. You can learn a lot from this.

The black wolf shook out his coat and reclined upon his haunches. This was the lesson he meant to give to Atreus, his last effort to integrate the boy into the society in which he was born. If Atreus did not learn to appreciate and respect his pack after this, Aventus didn't think there was any hope for his brash son. How many wolves do you smell here?