Anew [Mortis]

*Mortis* · 04-08-2020, 03:40 PM

His father had taken him hunting a few days before, together they had taken down a buffalo, and harvested the hide. Tanning the coat had been a part of the overall lesson, and his head was still spinning from taking on so much. He didn’t think his father suspected the injury that knocked a few of his memories out, but Sirius had seemed more keen to spend time with him. Ever since his father had labelled him a coward, he had thought a relationship with the man was doomed.

Eager to please, if still a little flummoxed as to the purpose of it all, the young wolf had jumped on every instruction his father had given him. Now the coat lay draped over his back, with his wings just slightly raised on either side to keep him from dumping his burden. His father had seen him off at the border, with instructions to find the bird-named wolf that was setting up in the woods, and offer him a gift of the coat Mortis and his father had made together. As was the rules, he knew Bast would be out there in the woods, silent, and unhelpful, unless he needed rescuing. His father hadn’t said it, but he had a feeling his father would be very disappointed in him if he failed in this quest - even if the young boy didn’t wholly understand it.

He made his way through the mangroves, following the stale scent of his father, until it crossed with the path of a stranger. He carefully scented the stranger's path next, putting the scent in his memory. This was part of the challenge after all, to track the man and find him with only a vague explanation. The pup had to do all this with his back carefully arched, and wings cupped just so, to keep the buffalo coat on his back.

He found the wolf setting up his den beneath a mangrove. He was stretched up on his hind legs, and Mortis had to give a double take at the size of the man. Perhaps it was the description of a bird-named man that had done it, but Mort had expected someone small, like many of his fathers people were. This one wasn’t much shorter than Sirius himself, and he was taller than the pup. It was possible that one day Mortis might be bigger, but there was no way to know yet. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Uhm, hello there? Do you know my dad, Sirius?”

"Speech"

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