Haunted Wood we set fires in the snow.

"how do I know you will?" she challenges, "if I promote you, you could turn on me." a stalemate, then, where the best option was to do something she'd done very little of and liked even less; trust. 

he seems to accept the idea, however, more or less, and so she eases somewhat. "we'll have each other's backs," she offers, remembering hazy memories of Scylla and their exploits. they'd fought, quarreled, but when it came down to it were closer than she'd ever been with another wolf. "the rest, we'll figure out." it is a good enough start, and a much better situation than the one she'd walked into.