Times are changing

Hikaru was sure it was just his imagination making the white scar like markings over Mort’s cheek turn pink at his answer. Any nervous energy was banished from the pale koi wolf when Mortis settled down beside him and leaned in close. One huge wing enveloped him and all at once Kaiyo felt like he was where he belonged. There was no place like being in Mort’s embrace. He leaned against Mort’s dark shoulder, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies as his silvery gaze lifted to serious features. Mort spoke softly about the Armada. About what had happened and what the future might hold.

The boy looked up with understanding and support in his expression. He knew how much the man beside him was going through, how strong he was forced to be then and now. If anyone could stand up and endure it had to be Mortis. He was the kindest and most thoughtful man he knew. His family was his highest priority and he worried for his siblings as his father struggled silently. Mortis admitted he would be the only one able to subdue Sirius if it came down to something tragic.

”Mort, you know I’ll be right beside you through anything that happens. I see it in you, all you want is to see your family safe and happy. As long as you remember that, you can do anything. Help your father lead the pack, anything. I know it.” Hikaru was soft spoken but he didn’t hide the emotions in his voice nor the conviction he felt. Mortis was more amazing than he knew, Hikaru had seen it in him.

"Hikaru"