this is she
Mortis
05-21-2020, 04:23 AM
Mort was laughing with her, thankfully, but worry still touched his features. And oh, that's what he was worried about? She snorted faintly, without derision, and leaned forward, pulling herself up to stand. She paced forward to stand in front of him, letting a couple of heartbeats pass before raising a forepaw and poking him between his eyes -- a touch more firmly than she usually did, to drive home the point.
"Nothing is going to change, of course not. You're my best friend, too." Her eyes were twinkling with affection, and a bit of seriousness. And it was true. Even outside of Sirius, Mortis had stuck by her all this time, lost and lonely as she'd been when she first joined the pack. He was sweet from the start, kept up with her sass, and thankfully wasn't morally bankrupt like his brother.
Letting that sink in, her gaze turned wicked, and she very abruptly dipped low, snaking forward to headbutt his chest. Mal vaulted backwards and put some distance between them, keeping low and light on her feet, teeth slightly bared. "Now... what's that you were saying about kicking my ass today?"