This is what you call a flip [Morty, Any]

[Modicum Mortem]

He has never been a predator, but he has certainly never considered himself prey either. Nature told him that he was an animal of flight, but there is no instance he can remember where he ever fled - not when his father mercilessly beat him, not when Maugrim nearly killed him, not when Klaudius challenged him. He was not one to back down, and he knew Crevan was aware of that. 

He wasn't stupid either. Crevan was useful, and he was vital to the success of Sylva (even during Gryffen's reign he was, for that matter). So when the shifter's eyes lock with his own, the clown does not question him...

Rhythmic chitters cause his ebony satellites to flick back - Nexu, the alien one. He does not look, but the rustling of bushes behind him and another soft twitter tell him she is there, greeting him. He looks back to her finally, nodding bluntly to her, then turns his attention back to Crevan.

"What did you have in mind?" He asks, suddenly curious to see what the wolf wanted to do.  

Modicum Mortem

@[Crevan] @[Nexu] wasn't sure if his last question was to Morty or Nexu so I left that out. xD