I’m either a badass or an idiot asking for death.
I think I’m a badass.
Don’t get me wrong, a black wolf is no joke and if he truly wanted to that wolf could have killed me, but for some reason, I could tell he wasn’t going to hurt Azura. My gut, my heart, and my brain have never been in agreement about anything, that was the only reason I was able to get so close to him.
It was an icky feeling, I almost ignored it and was about to just give the big guy a real nice right hook to the jaw, but I didn’t.
Now that I think about it I should’ve done that, it would’ve been funny… to me.
If I were the Alpha of this pack I’d change a lot, more than dad or anyone would want me to. Starting with the way we handle rare wolves and rogues. Not that our procedure is bad, it just takes too long.