Breakfast

Mort's reaction to her sex comment brought more laughter from the small fae. Ugh, her brother was such a virgin. A modest, little virgin. It was cute and sad all at once. Asla knew that women would be throwing themselves at his paws if he had a bit more confidence. The wings would be a huge draw, for sure. All Mort had to do was decide that he was in the game and bat his lashes and the ladies wouldn't know what hit them. That was the key thing though. Mort had to be willing and he had to grow some confidence.

Her brother's exclamation brought Asla's eyes wide for a moment and she grinned, chuckling once more. "They're pretty well supplied." They had been living nearby for a short while now, but Asla made sure that they had everything they needed. "Ocean and Chrystelle. Siblings. Chrys was going to die in the north. She has something wrong with her breathing and the cold was really hurting her. So I offered to bring them somewhere warmer." Asla cast Mort a curious look. She didn't have anything to do today. "Would you like to meet them?"


"Aslatiel Fatalis"