apple bongs & washed up songs

The den felt a great deal more empty without Briar and Lia close by. He still had Hika of course, and Hika was all the wolf in the world the winged boy needed. That didn’t mean he didn’t miss more bodies around him. His favourite part of childhood was curling up in a pile of sleeping bodies.

He yawned and stretched, taking a break as the day wound down, relaxing in his den. Which was where Halo found him when she came by to catch up with him. And… ask him for a check up? He stuck his head out the den door and eyed the sweet little healer. [b] “Hello Halo, it’s good to see you. A check up?” [/b[ he clarified, brows furrowing in question.


"Mortis Fatalis"