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Mortis

Armada
Lieutenant

Master Fighter (245)

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

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Critical Hit!Valentines 2020
06-21-2020, 01:18 AM


Sleepy as he was, there was still a little pool of anger in the young boy's heart, that made sleep hard to grasp. Yawning widely, and curling up in her side, head against her coat, he found sleep more elusive then he would have liked.

Were there really people out there like Maggy’s parents and pack? People that would be so free with punishments, against their own family? Sirius had drilled into him, that as a future leader, the wellbeing of these wolves would be his concern. That it was literally his job to keep them safe. That's what it meant to be a leader.

The thought of tearing apart his wolves because they acted slow, or did fight as well as he wanted… he thought of little Tamy, who had been suicidal before coming to the pack. She had been a little shy, and not much of a fighter. He had seen his dad train her, support her. Now she was a fighter, a general of this pack, and like an Auntie to him. If Sirius had chosen instead to beat her, to rip up her ears… she would not be here today. She would not be strong. Her parents were wrong they had to be. Mortis couldn’t reconcile a world where they were right.

He shuffled a little, restless, but not wishing to wake his sleep-mate. He heard the sound of her snort, and felt a soft twitch from her, and wondered if she was having a nightmare of her past life. He kissed her cheek gently, trying not to wake her. The gesture similar to the simple expressions of love he gave Zee, Io, Resin, any the many, many wolves in his life he cared for. “Shhh” he whispered gently. “Your safe” hoping it penetrated her dream, and offered her some measure of comfort.