Grammy, I stuffed up

*Resin* · 03-12-2021, 03:07 PM

Of all the calls one could hear, Resin hadn't expected to hear the voice of Mortis beckoning her to the border. Though officially spring, it was still very much winter. More so than it had been during winter, ironically enough. For him to have made the journey from the Armada to the Hallows, something important must have happened. As such, the big woman threw her weight into her scarred paws and hurried to the border.

From afar, she saw two specks. As she came closer, they took the form of her winged grandson and a smaller male, white and spotted much like Hanako. Before she neared them, she slowed enough to catch her breath, taking the last bit of journey at a walk. When she finally stopped in front of them, the ashen woman wasted no time in pulling Mortis into her embrace just like she had when he was a tiny pup. Placing a lick upon the top of his head, she stepped back, her gaze shifting from Mort's face to that of his companion. "Mortis," she rumbled with her old, damaged vocal cords. "This is a surprise." She then waited for him to tell her everything.

"Speech"

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