Whos this now?

*Mortis* · 04-14-2020, 03:09 PM

Mortis stuck his head into her den as he brought attention to it with his words. He was curious to see what she had done, and the little hill with its dug hole was almost familiar. If a lot smaller. “Neat! Our home is a little like that too, dig into a hill. It's bigger through, since dad needs a lot of room, and there's a stream near the door!” he described it happily, almost absently as he sniffed about. “Do I smell bunny?” he asked, little nose twitching in the air.

She invited him in, and he wiggled through the entrance, keeping his wings flat to his back, and stomped about the small area. “Cool!” he said happily. “Dad has a stash of pelts for people to use if you wanted to grab something from the stores” he offered easily.

“So what are you planning on doing in the Armada, anyway? I wanna be a warrior, like my Pa” His constant stream of speech was a ramble he barely seemed to pay attention to himself. His eyes were bright, freely and inviting as he moved about the small space of her home.

"Speech"

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Whos this now?

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