Transparent Soul

Hikaru was still breathing hard as he made his way back to the den, he was going to grab soap and a fur to dry with and head down to bathe before he got comfortable. He felt like he had dirt covering every strand of fur on his body. Instead of white he looked at the very best sand colored. He worked hard today, he’d taken a couple extra patrols and stuck around the training ground for whoever stopped by. He’d had a really nice time training with Ophelia again. He was sore and tired, but that was all the better for relaxing later. He’d earned a good night’s rest.

It was nice when he was tired, he didn’t think about what Mortis said to him the other day. The winged heir never asked him to leave, didn’t even hint that he wanted him to do anything different. He would do whatever Mortis asked, even if that was to give him distance. If Mort wanted him to leave the Armada he would if that was what made him happy. He hoped it wasn’t though, Hika didn’t know what he’d do without those soft feathered wings around him at night.

As he was approaching the den he’d find his eyes fall to Briar’s form as she lounged comfortably outside. He liked all of Mort’s siblings that he met, but he was closest to Ophelia which made her the favorite. Not that he would ever speak word of that aloud, especially in front of Briar who was much more intimidating than he was.

"Good evening, Briar.” He greeted her softly as he strode up. A thought struck him, he’d never really been alone with this younger sibling. Hikaru tilted his head curiously, "Hey, would you want to go down to the water with me?” He didn’t really expect her to say yes, but maybe she would. "I’m kind of a mess.”

"Speech"