Can I Ask About the Past?
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Welcome to Jefferson giving lackluster answers. lol

At times during his small speech Jefferson turned his one-eyed gaze to Ookami to ensure he was still listening and that he was not babbling on incessantly for no reason; the brute considered briefly how he would have hated if the boy had been feigning interest the whole time, or if he had asked the pack history only as the means to suck up to the leader. Jefferson did not know Ookami well, of course, but the intrigued look in the white male's eyes made the Patriarch believe all he was saying was not in vain. It was not often he spoke of the pack's odd history, and the chances he got to the man did not particularly hold back.


He was questioned on what it was like to be a leader, and for a long while Jefferson did not respond. How to answer something like that, really? He had known leadership for so long now that it was second nature to him, though the scarred man had began his post-Maluki, amnesiac life as a loner, and knew at heart he would always be one. It was evident in the way he carried himself, the way he dealt with problems. The brute trusted his own intellect and instincts first, and chose not to truly believe the words of another until he had experienced what they had for himself.


"Tedious," he said, pushing and pulling at wooden beams once again. How on earth would they ever repair the barn and ranch? Jefferson knew nothing about carpentry. "You're higher in the ranks now, Ookami, you know that, but don't expect to experience the highest leadership anytime soon. Just do your duties and don't worry about it."


His reply was gruff, perhaps, but to the point. Jefferson might have given a lot to return to the old days when Iskata ruled over him, when not all final decisions had to be his. He could have technically returned to those days whenever he wanted, forcing someone else to rule Phoenix Valley, but he did not. Iskata had left it to him, and since then the pack had become dear. It was not a pack to Jefferson. It was a home for a loner like he.

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