Auntie dear

His grin returned in full force, and his tail gave an easy few tugs behind him at her word. She didn’t seem inclined to tell him for coming, and potentially breaking his father's rules. Well, he hadn’t, but it might have been a rule if Sirius had thought to tell him before he had made his way here.

Mortis scrunched up his nose and considered Deathbelles words for a moment. “Honestly Auntie, i’m not sure. Saph intercepted your bird delivering a message and followed it here. So if Sirius knows, maybe he found another way, maybe not. He’s been in a bit of a funk since you left. What… what happened?” he didn’t expect Deathbelle to tell him, but he couldn’t help but ask.