Beat like a heart thats painted in gold

Mortis chuckled softly. Admittedly, most of his own fishing attempts had been solo. Now he got to experience the joy of hunting fish in a group. It didn’t seem to work out too well… “Maybe I would have, it was still a good shot” he teased Sig back. His tail wiggling behind him with easy laughter. He ducked away from the splashing wolves, and made his way to shore behind him.

At Sedna’s words, and Sig’s nod, he paused. “Are you sure?” Mortis asked. He had done a lot of exercise today. Swimming from his pack lands to Auster, racing across the plains. He was a growing kid reaching one, and he ate a lot. it was hard to turn his nose up to food, but these rogue’s looked like they didn’t get an easy meal often. He didn’t want to take food off their own plate.
He licked his chops, but didn’t make a move towards the fish