Breakfast

After the lesson, Mort took the rabbit back and his normal, happy go lucky expression was there just like it had been when they were children. It brought the corners of Asla's maw lifting ever so slightly. She was glad that she had been able to make him happy for a moment.

Mort's words brought a soft chuckle from her and as he kissed her cheek, the faint smile became a small grin. He was still the most affectionate wolf she'd ever met and he showed that affection openly. Perhaps that was why he had been hurt so easily. Asla didn't want to change him though. He would grow and learn in time.

An invitation was given to hang out and once again Asla waited until she swallowed her mouthful of rabbit before she answered, "The pups are with their father's today. I've already run a patrol. I have no plans." The brow on the scarred side of her face lifted. "Did you have something in mind?"


"Aslatiel Fatalis"