Little Brother

The winged boy smiled at the familiar sight of his fawny brother, it was always good to see him, and that showed in his expression. He put down his scarf with some embarrassment, knowing what the Warlord would think of taking up such a hobby. Seer spent his free time crafting weapons and armour, not silly little scarfs.

“Just making a going away present for Briar. It feels like it’s been ages since I saw you Ko, how have you been?” he asked warmly, patting a spot beside him in a silent invitation for the spotted wolf to join him. He hadn’t missed how much training the other wolf had been getting up to. And had he heard recently that he’d challenged Sirius for a higher rank? No easy feat to gather up the courage to do that. “Tell em everything” he invited.


"Mortis Fatalis"