My friend.

Mortis · 08-25-2020, 04:41 PM

Hana nudged him and he finally stopped trying to get anywhere. The world was spinning anyway, he was just so tired. he knew the exhaustion was making it all worse, making his frustration more prominent. When his friend booped gently against him, and told him how she was so very, very tired he looked at her properly. Would see the lines of exhaustion in her own body. Shame flooded him, he had been so caught up in his own drama, he hadn’t stopped to think how Hana was fairing.

She was right - pointing out her own exhaustion was by far more effective then pointing out his own. He wearily drew his wing up and over her, pulling her closer to his body. Still standing, he buried his nose just below her ear. If he sniffed a little, like someone on the verge of tears, perhaps he could be forgiven.

“I’m sorry Hana. I’m sorry. There's an empty den just near the obelisk, think you can make it there?” he asked, wearily pulling her weight against him.

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My friend.

Hana

Mortis