Fishing Trip

It was the perfect moment for Hana to fall to distraction. To aid him, Saph did a little twirl through the air in the Wraiths line of sight. Dipping and dancing on a soft breeze with the total freedom that came with flight. As Sophie complete a loop, Mortis struck, chomping his gums down on the exposed paws of his swimming wolf companion, before pulling as hard as he could on the dubious hold of gums to toes. Sucking her down into the deeps of their holiday waters. Spooking some colorful fish into the coves of the reef below them. Fern like bushes brushing with their darting movement. 


Laughter broke free of Mortis as a braver fish darted across Hanas nose. Taking with it his lung full of air. He released Hana, his wings situated like fins on either side of his body as he kicked against the reef and pushed himself back to the surface. His back wiggling as he moved past Hana, offering her a ride up on his back if she so wished it. 


He would have thought keeping someone distracted for days would be difficult, but with Hana it was easy. Everything was easy. The weight of his responsibilities as heir lifted from his bowed shoulders here in their little retreat. His desires to flee his home pack had lessened. If only every day could spent like this.