Firethorn grinned victoriously up at the she-wolf. It had only been a few days on this world, and he had already gotten the taste of what he'll come to adore. She gave him the first inch, as time passes he'll take the mile. If he could speak he would have said as much, a fortunate thing for him, considering that his place and fate were far from safe. There was nothing certain in life, especially not the kind he was beginning now. The odd one out, the fox among the wolves, the ash of the dragon's dominion. Firethorn understood none of it, but that didn't bother him. He was going to figure it out. Through trial, error, and plenty of manipulation and trickery he will last, going through his life day by day. He didn't know it yet, but he had a whole life's experience of those behind him. He just needed to remember.