and it all starts here
mort!
Mortis
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
103
103
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-31-2020, 10:27 PM
Mortis shrugged, he’d never seen anyone get promoted before, so he hadn’t known what to expect. But it had been a big affair, a race to the finish line. Sirius had wanted to give all his wolves an equal chance to succeed. That one of the youngest had done so was testament to Mal’s determination and patience. His own promotion to heir had been more an entering of a competition then anything else. He was supposed to be competing for the chance to rule the pack one day. He considered a moment what it would feel like if he woke up tomorrow as Alpha. Bewildering, shocking, and frightening. He could understand if Mal was a little unsure on what she had gotten herself into. He bumped her shoulder, giving her a friendly, encouraging smile. He hoped she knew she could talk to him when she needed to vent. Mortis shrugged at her inquiry, they had done their growing with the understanding that their father told more than asked. He was always inviting people into the pack as family. Going the extra mile and taking Malalia on as a daughter? It was just like his old man. He was protective, and sometimes scary and sometimes unfair, but Mortis knew he had a good heart, he had seen it. The boy barked out a laugh at that ‘mama bear?’ He supposed Sirius could fit that mantle in some ways. He was scary angry when he thought Mortis was in trouble and needed rescuing. He let out a relieved sigh and straightened at her request, rolling out his shoulders and bouncing forward a little on his next step. They were almost back to the pack now, and the kill pile where he could score her a meal. “So… this is your day. How did you want to spend it?” |
