i'll be the one

He glanced across at his snow-white friend. Glad for the patience of the other wolf. It was obvious there was something between them. Something new and soft and growing. Something Mortis was a little scared to look at too closely. It was clear that Hika was a patience hunter, ready to give Mortis the time he needed.

The warmth of Hika against his side was familiar and comforting. Right. He leaned more against the white wolf, placing his head on one of Hika’s smaller paws. He closed his eyes, but there was a sleepy smile on his maw. The excitement and embarrassment all but forgotten with Hika’s easy grace. “Goodnight, Hika.”

"Mortis""Hika"