A solid maybe on not a date

Hikaru was serious about keeping shape, and he’d been to the battlefield once already and was debating about going again. He was trying to meet his pack members, and when he realized what he was doing a feeling similar to the one he’d felt with Keetie filled his belly. Kaiyo wanted to make Mort proud. He felt like the only wolf in the world truly on his side, though he was thankful for both Hanako and Hattori. He quickly settled into daily life with the Armada heir and Hika felt for once like he truly belonged.

The young koi slept deeply inside the dug out den, he’d insisted that it was plenty and then some but Mortis seemed to have something else in mind. Hikaru would follow him wherever he wanted to go, he never slept so soundly as when he was beside the winged boy. So that morning as he slept alone his sleep was lighter than normal. He tossed and turned a little until he heard Mortis settle at the entrance.

He slowly waded fully to wakefulness, curious why Mort was suddenly guarding the door. Hika lazily found his feet, absently wondering if he could convince the winged warrior to the battlefield. Not hesitating in showing his affection Hika nudged the blue marked fur in a groggy hello. ”Good morning.” He greeted with a yawn. ”You’re up and going early.” Hika added in absent comment as he leaned more heavily against Mortis in show of his drowsiness. He’d been sleeping in too much lately.