Day one: How to romance your boyfriend

Hika placed his paw against Mortis and realized that he was trembling there on the path. His expression became serious as he kneeled beside him, concern written plainly on his features. Mort seemed to zone out and in as he focused ahead and nowhere else. The winged heir was timid in his vocals, and heavy of breath as he struggled to recover from the harrowing event. This was a terrifying event on its own, but after a lifetime of fearing heights?

"We don’t want to camp here,” he returned softly, trying to support and coax his friend to his feet. "We can go back the way we came a little ways, there was a clearing in the brambles.” He offered, despite that option being unappealing to him it might be what was best for Mortis. "Maybe after a break we can keep going.” He wasn’t sure what would be best right now, waiting for him to calm down and heading onwards on their vacation, or turning around, camp for the night, and make the decision to return home or find an alternate route to Auster. Maybe the best decision was just to keep moving. On the journey and in Mort’s mind.

"Speech"