Wings and Rain

Indy wanted to see his siblings happy, he had felt the pain in the distance between them that night on the beach, unbeknownst to him his brother hadn’t held onto that memory. How devastated Asla had been, how hurt Mortis looked. Indy was helpless. But right here right now hearing Mort’s laugh, brought him hope. Maybe they all could be the cohesive unit they were supposed to be.

Mortis didn’t argue Indy’s place here, but he didn’t offer any good explanation either. Indigo knew when he was defeated, and he wouldn’t be getting anymore information out of his brother. He continued forward, feeling no such fears as losing his way. Despite his penchant for staying home Indigo rarely got lost. He was no navigator like Aslatiel but he could get himself around with little to no trouble.

Indigo was a sensitive boy, and even before Mortis suggested their respite the violet pup felt his brother’s shiver. He wished to make their way to a hollow log, and the idea might have been perfect for a regular day but Indy had other plans. ”What if we spar in the rain instead? I’m never cold when I’m fighting!” He stood up taller and placed his paw to his chest as though he were taking an oath.