Phoenix Maplewood Just a rhyme without a reason

Void apparently had issues with authority. Atreus didn’t like being told what to do, either, but he didn’t think anybody did, did they? Rather than compromise his true nature, the man seemed prepared to live by himself until he found companions that didn’t mind obeyind his command. Even at his young age, Atreus thought that sounded pretty stubborn.

When Void extended an invitation to join his hypothetical pack, Atreus didn’t know what to say. Before he could gather his thoughts, the swarthy man asked him if he had any further questions or wanted to talk about himself. He definitely had no interest in the latter, though he was curious about something.

I could only be in your pack… if I let you control me?

That was kind of how things worked in Redtail Rise and, he supposed, probably other packs. But there was a difference between heeding his family—his aunt, his father—and choosing to submit to a stranger. Atreus supposed it would be nice to get away from the rise he loathed so much these days, though that was literally the only reason he might entertain the thought.