brothers are the same

Mortis came bounding through the long grass, and almost didn’t see Indio near the garden. He stopped the moment he saw the more colourful boy, and wiggled his bum as he watched him. Indi looked very much lost in thought, and Mortis wondered if he was mourning his plants. They looked pretty dead right now, but then so did Io’s, and the trees, and everything growey-like. So, Mortis figured it must be natural, but Indi was still sad about it.

What his brother really needed was some cheering up. Coming up behins him, navigating through the long grass, and being careful not to step on the frosted herb garden, the pup would wiggle closer.

Once he was almost upon Indi, he flared his wings, leaping forward, feeling the wind rustling beneath his feathers, and aimed to land right on top of the other boy.