Anew [Mortis]

*Mortis* · 04-08-2020, 06:00 PM

Mortis fidgeted, and waited quietly well the man picked up the large coat, and took it into the den with more ease than the pup had carried it. The pup dug his cat-like toes into the earth as he tilted his head forward, trying to peer into the den to see where the gift was going. His ears went back a little when he saw the beautiful buffalo coat tucked into a corner, out of the way, in a place where it could be forgotten. Maybe it was just out of the way well he was finishing his den…? the pup thought. After all, it was his first big kill, and the first time taking a pelt apart. He didn’t want it to gather dust in a corner.

Dove returned, and Mortis took a step back, giving him more space outside the den. The stranger started to speak, stopped, and clamped his mouth shut. Mortis watched him in morbid curiosity. Was he having a stroke? Should he call mum?

He didn’t have to worry, the man didn’t topple over gasping for breath, instead he found his words, and said something to the pup that made him think. “Huh.” he said, though his curiosity had only grown. So his father had chased him? But he hadn’t run? Did that mean Dove had beaten their dad in a fight? His eyes widened, and he looked up at the man with something akin to frightened respect. It would be then that he would see the scars that littered the man’s body. Mortis’s curiosity only continued to grow. “Wow.” so was the buffalo coat a peace offering? The pup puffed out his chest. He had helped with that. Dove became a secret that Mortis knew, and his other siblings did not. Mortis was loathe to share him. “Can I help with the den? I’m real good and snipping up vines!” he said, sitting back on his hunches, and waving a forepaw in the air, so one could see his razor-sharp claws. His wings flared even further behind him, keeping him balanced as he made the movement.

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