Little Brother

When Kotori ran into Azure he saw a sharp-edged wolf that was dangerous and demanded respect.  When he looked at Mort he saw someone softer and friendly.  He had a build of a fighter but he lacked the sharp edges or that attitude of a leader.  It was a strange thing as was the sewing he was doing.  It made for a bit of a puzzled face on Kotori but his sister was leaving and it made sense for siblings to give her presents.  To be honest Kotori hadn’t thought of giving her anything.  He’d try to travel down to the hallows with her and if not that he’d give her a warm goodbye and that was it.  Still, it was nice of Mort to think of his younger sister.

“Well, been pretty busy.  Last I saw you was when, well you know.” No need to bring up the beginning parts of the long night or all that had happened after. “So as said, plenty busy.  You know, helping the pack when a lot were sick.” Kotori shrugged, “Then the reason I stayed at home more was for training so I’ve done a lot of it.  I’m a lot stronger than the prior season.” Yes, he was proud but it was deserved pride damn it.

A side glance cast to Mort as he added on what he hadn’t been sharing around with others, “I also met the Ashen princess, Ikigai, during all of this.  I met with her a few times.” That was a quick summarized version of mentioning his time with Ikigai.  It left out potentially having saved her life.  It also skipped mentioning when he’d helped her take a bath and how exciting that had felt. “I met our younger siblings, they don’t seem very strong.  Oh, and I challenged Azure and dad,” his brow scrunched up, “Lost both fights.  I won’t lose next time.”  Next time dad was going to lose.

“What about you? Hardly ever see you also.” Admittedly Kotori hadn’t sought him out but the point was true all the same.

"Kotori Fatalis"