Let the Rain Fall Down

*Mortis* · 05-10-2021, 01:28 AM

“Yeah… Me too.” Mortis said again, trying to smile like it was a joke, but his lips pulled in all the wrong directions. No. No, he was not going to cry in front of this wolf. “I hated him, but I loved him too, you know?” it wasn’t really a question. He swiped at his eyes. Damn rain was making them blurry.

Art settled in beside him, and Mortis adjusted his wing accordingly. He shrugged at Arts question. “I was born with them. Silly, right? A wolf having wings. I’m too heavy for them to fly, but if they catch the wind just right they can slow my descent to the ground a little.” it was easier to talk about his wings. So much so that he found himself babbling a little. “I used to climb all the trees in the Armada” he paused to show his cat-like claws “And I would sit in the tree tops and wait to ambush other pack members. I got Tam a few times that way. My Ma- “ wait, he wasn’t supposed to be talking about her. But he couldn’t stop the words. “My Ma always pretended she couldn’t smell me, But she started to get more cautious, pretending she didn’t see the ambush coming when I started to get big enough to squash her.” The damn rain. He swiped his eyes a few more times.

“My dad gets scary when he’s angry, so I used to sneak into Resins den and snuggle with her and Tam instead….” and no more Resin “I’m… I’m sorry about Resin.” what do you think Art had asked. Mort wasn’t sure he had an answer. “It’s like a hole in my chest, and I don’t know how to fill it.”

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