A solid maybe on not a date

Mortis · 01-22-2021, 02:53 PM

Mortis looked back at his friend. The expression a little shy, a little sly. “Quack quack” He was still figuring out the white wolf's humor. Would Hikaru just shrug it off if a wolf bodied, duck-faced, winged creature had met him in the snow storm? Mortis wasn’t so sure that even he himself would have managed nonchalance. What would Mort’s kids look like, if he one day had them? Seer had been born with fangs, his kids mutations much more complex. Would evolution continue to spike in the Fatalis line until the wolves were wolves no longer?

He shook away the thought. He was still a kid himself, it was much too soon to be thinking about having babies. And besides, who would he ever have them with? He tossed aside a small bubble of bitterness.

At his friends word, Mortis ducked back under the spring, letting the water wash away the last of the soap, giving his wings a few gentle turns beneath the surface. When he rose again, Hikaru ducked under a wing and made himself comfortable beside him. Almost unconsciously, the winged wolf leaned lightly against the other, and closed his eyes. “Have you ever had girl trouble, Hikaru?”

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