Trapping her paws was supposed to aid him, not her. But trouble that she was, instead of poking him, she began to wiggle her trapped toes. Catching the sensitive parts of his belly with her nimble digits, and he squirmed, trying not to laugh. Holding it in until his face turned red. He hadn’t been tickled in a very long time. When he knew the laughter was about to burst out of him then he lashed out, moving his belly and twisting his head around. Gently chomping on the offending digits, with just enough pressure to pinch. Catching them in her mouth, where surely even Hana couldn’t case trouble.

He released her feet a moment later, and prepped his head up on his paws, spreading his wings wide in the small confides of the den. “Excellent, Miss Fisher.” he said, tone serious as through she hadn't just tickled him, and he hadn’t just munched on her toes.

"Speech"

Mortis had such an infectious laugh. Once he finally caved into her tickles Hanako couldn't help but join in with a satisfied giggle, just being with him like this was so easy. In the grand scheme of things they hadn't known each other for all that long but she felt as though she'd known him since puphood, that they'd grown up together and their company had changed one another for the better. If only. Hanako tutted in disapproval as Mortis gently nibbled her toes, he could have easily chomped them right off but the thought didn't even occur to the Wraith. The only danger Mortis posed to her was of the soft kind, that he'd probably squeeze her too hard with a hug or her tummy would ache after he made her laugh too much. Only good things. Once her toes were released Hanako flicked at his nose. Their deal was made and Hanako would hold him to his promise, or else.

Her given last name was terrible, Miss Fisher, really? But she played along and nodded, as though she was a gravelled elder who had struck a very important deal.

"Excellent indeed."

Somehow along the way, he knew Hana had become his best friend. He didn’t quite know how it had happened, and well part of him was still healing from Mal, he had still come to accept this beautiful friendship in his heart. He would spend every day with Hana, if he could. She flicked a paw at his nose, and he pretended to sneeze over the digits. He wouldn’t get to add Hana to his cuddle pile every day, but he would still get to spend a few wholesome nights with the friendly wolf. He settled down beside her with a yawn, subtly admiring the bracelet she had slipped onto her wrist. He was pleased with the fit, and glad she seemed to like it. Before he knew it, his eyes had slid closed. Content, warm, and happy, he accidentally slipped into sleep. -exit Mortis via sleep?- "Speech"