Praised The Gods Be; We're Not Alone

*Mortis* · 07-02-2020, 03:59 PM

The small winged wolf was a marvel, and now perhaps Mortis had some inkling of what others felt when seeing him. Bewilderment, surprise. Perhaps not the same connection and excitement that Mortis was feeling now. He didn’t know why he was so small - surely it couldn’t be because of the wings, because Mort was a winged wolf, and on his way to becoming a giant. Perhaps some wolves just turned out small, like Asla. not that she was anywhere near as small as this wolf.

“Me, too” he admitted when the man said he came from a family of giants. “My mum has antlers” he said, easy laughter on his lips as they both spoke of the strangeness of their families. It was good to talk about it.
When he asked if he was part of Ashen, Mortis shook his head. “No, Ashen Armada, it's a sister pack to Ashen, run by my father, Sirius” he explained. “Dad calls Deathbelle our Auntie, but she’s not blood related, so Venom isn’t my cousin, but she’s like family to us”

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