and it all starts here
mort!
06-23-2020, 11:42 PM
She only grinned at him, and made a show of snapping up yet another strip of the honeyed meat. Mal had to admit, she’d thought she would have preferred her meals still kicking… relatively speaking. But good food was good food, and she certainly wouldn’t turn her nose up at whatever the winged boy had to offer. The cellar door closed with a thud, and Mort flew off. With a bit of a chuff she paced after him, wondering where this rebel fortress would be and if it was actually feasible to climb. Their steps carried them back to the forest of willows, and she chuckled a little. Everything came back to here, didn’t it? When they came to the tree, at last, her head craned upwards to get a good look at the branches. Hmm. Mortis was quick to point out the way up, though. Her tail swept the ground behind her, eyes shining with a bit of awe as he actually did it. A part of her had been just a little bit skeptical of the endeavor, but there he was, offering a leg up. Her ears flattened. She took a step forward, puzzling out the path. “….Uh, probably?” She let loose a peal of quiet laughter and a swish of her tail, ignoring the silent prickle in her paws. “Spot me.” With a light grin, Mal turned to the first branch, studied it a little more. She wasn’t scared. Wolves just… weren’t made for climbing trees, that was all. Nothing to it but to do it. The yearling took the first step onto the first, lower branch her had pointed out. Her paws wobbled on the bark; a giddy energy ran through her at the strange sense of balance. She had no clue how to make that second jump, though, and turned to Mortis with silently pleading puppy eyes. |
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