Afraid to know

His expression softened into a smile at her gentle words. Halo was more than a pack healer to him, she was a friend. He was almost afraid to have them these days, with how easily they had soured in his life. But Halo had crept into his heart regardless. He knew he could trust her. He let out a soft breath and steadied himself. He would trust her with his secrets, and see what she could offer in advice, and he sorely needed advice and outside perspective.


“Sounds good” he said, offering no protest and followed her back to the door of her den. She knocked her head on the hard door, and Mortis was quick to brush by her, steadying the bucket, before opening the door for them both, and taking the lead into her den. Normally, he would have simply held it open for her, but this time he moved into the familiar space, and grabbed a spare coat. Picking it up in his jaws, he tossed it around Halo’s shoulders before she could protest. “Whats the bucket for, anyway” he asked, stalling and curious both.


"Mortis""Hika"