Breakfast

Mortis · 08-21-2021, 06:25 PM

Mortis watched with a raised brow as Asla displayed an ease and expertise with her claws that eluded the more clumsy, larger wolf. He grinned, and held out his own rabbit half. “Can you do that again, more slowly?’ he asked, wondering if he might be able to learn a thing or two from his capable sister.

“I’ve been… doing better, I think. I’m coming out of that depression I went into” he admitted, being honest and open with Asla, as was his way. That sadness that had clung to him, and chased him from the Armada finally seemed to be lifting. He was still awkward and uncertain, but he had hopes that he could figure out his place in life. “Just alive? Is there anything you want to talk about?” he asked, if he could return any of the understanding she had shown him throughout his life, he would. In a heartbeat.

"Mortis"

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