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Mortis

Armada
Lieutenant

Master Fighter (245)

Master Hunter (240)

An icon representing the specialty Marauder Marauder

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
28
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
1,119

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Critical Hit!Valentines 2020
06-10-2020, 04:40 AM


Mortis popped out from the cellar to find Io about the firepit, the last of her calls fading away. Whipping bloody paws on the long grass, the young boy closed the door, his recent kill skinned and dried inside with the rest of the packs stores.

He trotted over as she raised her head to call, and he sidled up close to her. He ignored the rest of the carefully laid pelts in favour of being close to the older woman. He settled down on the grass in front of her, before flopping over so his head rested on her feet, and he looked up at her upside-down face. His wings expanded on either side of his body along the dusty floor. “Hey Auntie, whatcha doing?” he asked, one paw raised curved in the air to paw at her. His Kea-companion glided down from the top of the pack-obelisk where she had been waiting. She landed on his exposed stomach, and he squirmed a little where her claws tickled him.

"Mortis"