A mystery of our birth

Kotori couldn’t say what had woken him, just a chill up his spine but was that so new? It was winter, so chill rather came with the season.  Either way it had got him up and out of the den for fresh air.  Kotori had done enough roaming to certainly have seen plenty of fireflies before but not here, and it wasn’t as if just one but numerous ones.  Fireflies don’t wake a wolf up though and he wrote it off as winters just being a strange time.

However Kotori did decide to take a walk now that he was awake.  The young wolf wanted to get a sort of unease out of his system.  What was it with winter that seemed to bring oddities with it?  He stopped when he spotted Mort just watching his older brother for a few moments before noticed.

“Sure,” considering he hadn’t seen much of Mort lately and Kotori wasn’t ready to go to bed yet it made sense he might as well.  Kotori’s eyes followed the flickering flight of one of the fireflies before asking as he moved to follow Mort, “Where too? Something bugging you?” Pun wasn’t intended but, too late to take back.  Hell, when was the last time he did anything with Mort?  This was exactly what was needed to get over that awkward wake up feeling.

Kotori Fatalis