Blood ties

Kotori had to admit it was somewhat irksome having so many happy people around him when his mood wasn’t matching theirs.  However, he did have a pretty awesome sister.  Not only had she done well for herself in her marriage but she took time away from her excitement to try and cheer him up.  He’d drank a bite of the wine that had been laid out and even if he wasn’t so lighthearted as some the wine did at least help the worse of tensions edge away.  

Thinking about having an awesome sister Kotori’s gaze spotted more siblings, those he hardly even knew.  Indigo and Asla, the first having not even been in the pack when he was born and the latter having left when Kotori was still a younger kid.  Both were mysteries for the most part and with a bit of wine in his belly and still welcoming a distraction he decided it was time to say hello to the family he hardly knew.

Kotori didn’t generally go meet up with wolves he hardly knew to start up chit-chat usually but this seemed an exception.  “Asla, Indigo,” Kotori greeted the two, “It’s been a good while.”  His words kept polite and respectful.  He didn’t know how to feel about either of them but they were Fatalis so until he knew them better they got the benefit of the doubt in deserving respect.  The boy did have a faint memory of Asla being the reaper who had helped fight against the giant wolf monsters way back when he was a small child.  So, she was at least a solid warrior and competent leader.  The memories of a child though are surely flawed in what is absorbed.  Now he’d learn more about them as one adult to another.

"Kotori"