~ ZEV ~
Skhal smiled grimly as he accepted Zev's offer of position as his Chief Advisor. "Just so long as you don't expect me to lick your ass, we'll do fine."
Zev was relieved, even after their discussion he hadn't been completely convinced the wolf would accept him.
They had hurriedly caught Skhal up on what Zev had already covered, and that they were now discussing how to support him in his bid for Alpha of Clans.
Zev watched his brother carefully. It was like looking into a mirror that made the shadows deeper, the light harsher. Looking at his brother was like looking at himself with sharper angles. And from the first years they'd both been adults, Zev had always felt like that was Lhars' personality as well—that his brother had a darkness and cunning that bordered on evil. He'd wondered how they'd both come from the same genes, how they could look so alike yet think so differently.
