Bring On The Wonder

Smiling at his words about his wings, Meadow pictures Mortis curling up with another and blocking out the world with his wings. It makes her wonder if she will ever meet a special wolf to share her life with. For a moment she feels a yawning sense of longing to be loved threatens to engulf her. All she has to do is look at Mort and the sadness and longing melts away. While she might not have one wolf to share her life with, she still has many who love her. Each and every one is special to her and she would not trade them for the world.

When she moves to rest next to him, Mortis smiles and places a wing over her. Eyes widen in wonder as she feels the feathers against her coat. Giggles of pure delight escape and she feels like a puppy who has just seen their first butterfly. When he pulls it tight over her, the giggles turn into a laugh of joy as she snuggles into his side under his wing. The laughter dies down and when he calls her a wise wolf, the giggles threaten to start again. Her? Wise? A giggle escapes as she says, “Me? Wise? Oh no, I am not wise my favorite Nephew. I just have a knack for talking.”

The smile she offers is lopsided and goofy but filled with joy. When he snuggles his head against her, Meadow almost gets lost under the big wolf. The wing completely hides her form from the world and his head sticks out from her where he tries to bury it. When he laughs and pulls her in closer, Meadow laughs happily. She feels so accepted, so loved by Mortis that she cannot help but feel like the happiest wolf in the world. As her laugh slows and fades, she closes her eyes and leans into his embrace. Softly, slowly, she starts to hum a song from her youth, a song that her mother use to sing. A song that holds many memories and much love in it. And now, she shares it with Mort.



"Speech!"

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