Atlas-white wolf weapon's
Ten year old reader pov
I was sitting in the window sill of my father's shop which was really just the downstairs of our house. I didn't go to school since being a Faunus and living in atlas wasn't easy, I always asked dad why we didn't just leave and set up shop somewhere else like vale or vacuo but he always said the same thing 'my grandparents fought in the war between Faunus and humans so that we would be treated equally and yes it's been slow but we're making progress if we leave then we're just saying that we'll let them push us around and that would throw away everything that they fought for.' I always ended up agreeing with him. Since I didn't go to school I would just stay around the shop helping my father and learning how to run the place. Whilst I was deep in thought a small child walked up to me and looked at my wolf ears curiously, I didn't mind I was used to getting stare's especially from kids but usually the kids were just curious. I smiled and wiggled my ears, the boy giggled but than a man who had been waiting in line at the counter walked over and grabbed his arm
???: Caleb get away from it. What have I told you about Faunus they can't be trusted
The boy started crying in pain form how hard his father was holding his arm
Me: hey you're hurting him
???: and what are you going to do about it bitch
I was about to say something but I looked past him and saw my father giving me a look that said 'it's not worth it' I just sighed and glared at him, the man started laughing
???: that's right bitch stay quiet, you're lucky you're just a kid otherwise we'd have a real problem, you should learn you're place now
After saying that the man left the shop dragging his son behind him. After everyone in the shop had been dealt with my father walked over to me
Dad: thank you for not escalating things with that man, it was very mature of you
Me: yeah I guess but why is it that I the ten year old in that situation needed to be the mature one?
I asked sarcastically knowing the answer. My father just chuckled at the question
Dad: I'm not sure y/n some people would rather hate a person than learn about them
He said in a somber tone. After a few minutes of me and my dad talking a member of the military walked into the shop. My father walked behind the counter and said
Dad: greetings sir welcome to the white wolf weapon's shop what can I get for you today
???: greetings I'm lieutenant Oberon of the atlas military I'm led to believe that this shop sells quality weapons for good prices
My father laughed in a friendly tone and said
Dad: indeed it does sir, how else do you think I get so much business
There he goes again bragging about the amount of business he gets, most shops that are run by Faunus here usually go out of business. We've only managed to survive because we sell good weapons at cheaper prices then other weapon shops not only that but my father buys broken weapons and repairs them to resell them. Our prices are so good that even racists swallow they're pride and do business here
Oberon: good, tell me how many rifles would I be able to purchase for about six hundred lien?
My father frowned slightly
Dad: I'm sorry sir but all I can give you for that would be two unless you want to buy a few broken ones and repair them yourself
