Anew [Mortis]

*Mortis* · 04-08-2020, 06:55 PM

Just like a roller coaster, he perked up at the praise. So seldom was it given by his father. I’ll just bet you are’ Dove said, and Mortis rewarded him with a beaming smile. Then the little wolf's shoulders would sag, and his wings would droop. Unfortunately.. and wasn’t there always a ‘but’ in life?

And then up again! Because Dove had some use for him yet. Little Mort wanted to learn from this uncanny fighter that had beaten their father (Because he had decided that the man’s words had to mean exactly that). The more time he could spend with him, the more he could pick up! Maybe he could even learn enough to beat his siblings in a fight. He could finally shake loose any last shackles of the word ‘coward’ and be who he had decided he wanted to be.

“Oh gee whizz, for sure! To padd under my Buffalo coat, right?” so that was why it had been rucked into a corner. This old warrior needed a super plush coat. Maybe it helped with all his battle wounds. “I ain't never taken down a buffalo before! We snuck up on him, and my Da distracted him, and then I pounced on him, and I got a paw, and almost got kicked in the face, but Da wrestled him to the ground and gave me the kill shot!” he started to demonstrate as he spoke, getting caught up in the excitement of his tale as he talked the poor wolf’s ear off. He jumped at a tree branch, viciously snapping it in two, one part still in his maw as he turned to look at Dove, beaming. Maybe, just maybe, if he impressed this warrior enough, he would teach Mort a thing or two.

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