Bridge to Terabithia

Mortis · 08-18-2021, 11:59 PM

Mortis grimaced at the words. He had been trying very hard himself not to feel jealous as his father mentored the blue wolf. Mortis, who was always too clumsy, too easily hurt, too silly. “Artorias is going back to the Hollows at the end of the season, he’ll be taking over the mantle of leadership there” he explained with a shrug. He might have found a piece of Seer's heart that Mortis had been denied, but at least Azure coils rest assured that he wouldn’t have another contender to his throne.

Mortis shivered beneath his wings, before remembering his desire to start a fire. He got up, shaking out his feathers and tucking them back against his side as he began to search in the thickest part of the tree for any wood that was still dry. Upon finding some he whistled to Bast, and grabbed his flint kit off her, crouching down as he began to build his small fire.

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