Winter Moon

“T-thank you.” He said softly, although the complement felt hollow as if he were trying to reassure a pup that had separated from its parents. He looked at the male and then looked away quickly, a small quiver rolling up his spine to his shoulders. “W-w-what a-are y-y-you d-d-d-d-doing out h-h-here?” He asked stuttering through the words as best as he could while still avoiding eye contact. “Who are you talking to huh? The worms?” Toad chanted. He squeezed his eyes shut at his brother’s intrusion and lifted his head once he had collected himself a bit more. He realized almost immediately that he had backed himself into a corner and that Alarik would undoubtedly ask him the same question. He felt his stomach turn at that, his mind hurrying to come up with a suitable answer. He supposed there was the truth but he had no way of knowing how the male felt about sodomites. His only experience had been with his family and even Cricket, as kind as she was, found the thought of two males as mates to be one of the most heinous acts a male could commit just short of rape. He felt another chill climb his spine, grasped in fear that his sister might be looking down on him from her place in Yosep’s pack on the moon and damning him from beyond the grave.

Spider speaking

Echo Speaking

Toad's voice