After getting dressed Antok was in warm winter clothes. 

He extended his arms out and asked, "So how do I look?"

He found orange clothes which he thought matched his hair. He also had a furry hoody to help with the cold and the white sleeves were thick and fleeced inside.

"You look great! I see you went with Tactzo's old clothes-"

Antok froze, "This is his stuff?!"

"Yep, but the necklace and boots you chose are Phills" 

Antok didn't know how to feel. He wanted to rip the clothes off him. How many people did Tactzo kill in these clothes? Well they fit him so he must of been extremely young so perhaps he didn't have to worry too much if the clothes were worn when slaughtering people but-

How old was Tactzo when he was first killed?

"And....he likes orange?"

Will shrugged "Well seeing as it's the only orange set of clothing we have it, he didn't use it much but he did have a phase where he only wore orange coloured clothes. He said it complimented his purple fur. I'm not sure if he still liked orange though it was ages ago" Will shrugged.

"Anyways, feel free to come here and change clothes as much as you want. They are yours to use and now that we are done let's go!"

They began to walk towards the exit. The cold air hit his fox ears making them twitch.

Grabbing Antok Will began to flag his wings and took off.

Unlike his first flying when he was filled with fear when Phill took him, he decided to enjoy his time. He got to appreciate flying much more. 

"Man, if I had wings I would never stop flying," Antok said extending his arms out as if they were wings. 

Will laughed, "I think that way too, you couldn't find me on the ground for more than a few minutes before I took off in my younger years" 

Ahead of them, he could see lights in the distance.

"So where are we going?"

"To see ladies remember? This place is a settlement isn't that nosey and rumours about us are ignored. It's very well known for their Oiran palaces." Will explained.

"Oiran-what?" 

"Basically Fancy Prostitutes" Will shrugged.

"B-but..." His mother had been one and she did it because they were forced to due to poverty. It was either be homeless or sell themselves. He wished there was a system where women wouldn't have the need to do this.

"I'm not sure if I- I'd like that"

Will looked confused, "How come?

"Well, mom was one not because she wanted to, she had to so that she could survive. Besides how do you know if in these places there are women who are actually being forced to do such things against their will? With these types of jobs, you can never really know if they are doing it because they want to or because of necessity....besides I think I'm too young to go to a place like that"

"You know you are a very smart guy," Will said with a smile.

"Not really sometimes I do some dumbass things" 

Will shrugged "Don't we all? anyways I'll just take you to this restaurant/lounge that most kids your age go to"

"Do you frequent this city often?"

"Not really, Last time I was here it was 40 years ago"

Antok raised an eyebrow, "Then how are you sure that the restaurant is still there?"

"You'd be surprised how little things change sometimes" 

They landed and the city looked like they were having a festival, with lots of blue decorations and lights everywhere. Music could be heard from afar, coming from the center of the city.

Antok looked at a stall selling beautiful jewelry.

"If you see something I'll buy it for you"

Atnok shook his head "It's okay thank you-"

"You sure?"

Antok looked back at the jewelry.

"It's a bit pricey"

Will smiled, "That's okay we have lots of money that we have accumulated over the years. I don't care, phill doesn't care- heck even Tactzo doesn't care, he has so much money lying around from all the raids he does"

Antok frowned, "I thought you said he only attacks when he is attacked first"

"Weeeelllll he does attack the Gray raiders since their fortresses have lots of money in them but those are worldwide's number one enemy since they attack everyone but he has attacked some regular cities before"

Antok became more upset. He was slowly warming up to the idea that Tactzo was just a misunderstood man who only attacked when Provoked but if he attacks cities just because....."

"The gray raiders I understand but regular cities? I thought he was all about not attacking unless provoked!" Antok said with his arms crossed.

"Listen, all I know is that when he goes to raid cities there is less bloodshed because he expects retaliation for what he is doing. He doesn't take it personally so he is more likely to leave the women and children alone.  It does become personal when someone attacks him unprovoked, that's when bloodshed happens. Kinda of like Maryland"

Antok felt frustrated at how unfazed Will was by his own words. Was he even hearing himself? 

"So you just trust your brother and are okay with him being the jury, judge and executioner when he goes on these tirades? How do you know if he isn't lying to you when he does something truly despicable like condemning a whole city to death when they haven't done anything?"

Will sighs "I trust my brother to be a good judge and executioner. If he says a city has to go...Welp, they got to go. I will back my brother no matter what- actually, I will stand by him even if he kills off an innocent city that did nothing to him- not that it has happened yet- If he truly deems it fit that a city must be wiped off the map I would be okay with it. The only thing I wouldn't back him up in is if he's having underage se-" Will stopped himself and shuddered, "That's the only line I won't cross, Not that he'd ever do such a thing anyways so everything  else is fair" 

Antok shouldn't be feeling any shock by now but the fact that these people were so supportive of their family members committing mass murder whether Tactzo had a fair reason or not made his brain go bonkers.

"Look at this place! Look at how the children smile and play. Will you really be okay If they died today just because your Brother says so?"

Will looked around with a smile and took the beautiful scenery around. 

"I....wouldn't.....care," he said with no emotion behind his words. 

Antok stepped back, "Monsters, all of you are monsters"

"Perhaps," 

Will placed his arm around Antok's shoulder. "I guess you have to ask yourself a few questions during your stay at our home.

 1) Do you want to be part of this family? 

2) if so, are you willing to put aside whatever morals you have and only live, breathe, and die for this family? 

Means, that if Phill, Tactzo or I tell you to come and help out with something, whether it's stealing, destruction, killing, or anything else- you do it with no questions asked. And if you are okay with that then we will do the same for you. No questions asked, if you need us for something we will be there for you." 

Will grabbed his hand and gave it a tight squeeze, "Because we are family and that's what we are meant to do. Stick together"

Antok felt disgusted. He wanted to be as far away as Will and these clothes from Tactzo that he was wearing felt like it was suffocating him. 

 

"Tell me does...any of your money not come from raiding? And murder?" Antok said, trying to move away from whatever he was feeling right now.

Will smiled, "Yes, Dad sells his potions and medicines to various places. He has people that resell his things so that no one knows he's the original seller and I sell books! A lot of people want enchanting books" Will pulled away from Antok and Antok felt like he could breathe.

"So are you going to pick your jewelry?"

Antok's desire to buy something nice was completely gone from all the information he had gotten but nevertheless, he grabbed the golden bracelet he had been eying.

"Thank you for shopping!" The seller said, receiving the money from Will.

"Have a good day!" Will chirped.

Suddenly they saw a crow land on the roof of a nearby house.

Will waved at the crow, "Hey it's Dad say hi!" 

Antok tilted his head, "umm that's just a crow"

"Every crow is under my dad's command. He must have sent a crow to see what we were up to. He can send notes that can be attached to their legs, those we call messengers. Or he himself can look through the eyes of the crow, those I call dad because....it's dad. Or it can be a crow that follows us and then flies back to report to him what's going on, those we call Scouters"

Antok hesitantly waved, "So which of those things is it?"

"Well seeing he doesn't have a little note then it's either Dad looking through its eyes or a scouter. If it's you flap your wings 3 times" 

The bird flapped its wings 3 times

Antoks eyes widen.

"It is Dad! Sorry, I took him out. You didn't really say if he was allowed out or not" 

The crow looked towards the direction where they had come from.

"Yeah I'll bring him back before sundown," Will said.

The crow nodded and took off flying.

It finally came to him, this family is powerful. The amount of power one could have by being to see things happening miles away or collect information is huge. Along with Antok who had ridiculous strength and fighting skills. No wonder they are such an unstoppable match. Which leaves him to Will.

"Your brother is strong and can take on multiple people at once, capable of being down whole cities and your dad has his crows and potions...what do you have?"

Will shrugged "Other than books and my good looks? Nothing, I don't worry much because I still have much time to live. I'll surely develop something but if I don't I'm okay with that"

Antok nodded.

"Okay let's go check out the rest of the city! We can't forget about the ladies!"