Little Brother

Mortis was in the process of making a small gift for Briar. He knew there would be a hole in his heart and his den once his sister made the big move to The Hallows, but he also applauded her getting out. Taking her own path in life, and finding a way to make it work. Even if he would miss his younger sister.

It was late evening, and Mortis didn’t expect many other wolves to be about, as he sat by the fire just outside their den. Hika was off training, strengthening his muscles after his illness. Things between those two were… good. Very good. Even if he hadn’t worked up the courage to talk to his dad about it yet.

He had a lot on his mind, so it was good to keep his hands busy, feeling the warmth of the fire and the soft sounds of crickets in the grass.


"Mortis Fatalis"