polar plunge

Hikaru slept soundly through the night, like the dead as he’d mentioned. The pale not quite shinobi koi didn’t even stir when Mortis had to move to stoke the flames that kept them warm. The boy slept soundly like he hadn’t since he was a very young pup. His body was exhausted and took advantage of the warmth and safety that Mortis and the pack provided. It wasn’t until closer to dawn that he finally began to lighten in his sleep. The subtle shifting Mortis did as he daydreamed beside him gently woke the boy. He blinked back his sleep but snuggled closer into the thick hide blankets and Mort’s dark fur.

Kaiyo was practically a blank slate, he’d said goodbye to any hopes and dreams he once had when he left Nippon, his family, and everything he ever knew. He didn’t know what he wanted here in these strange new lands. The Fatalis heir was swiftly showing him how easy a friendship going forward would be. Hika could be whatever the winged boy needed of him.

A yawn opened his pale jaws wide and he again leaned against Mort’s shoulder. ”Good morning,” He nubbed one kohl lined eye with his paw. ”I don’t remember falling asleep.” Hika knew he was tired, but it was already dawn and he was sure it had been daylight when they settled down.