Someone close the curtains

The winged wolf gave the other an amused glance at the distracted greeting. It was clear the other was distracted by his thoughts. Thoughts he was quick to share as he explained what the skins were for. “Of course” Mort agreed, and as Ruga went for one corner, Mortis went for another. Holding it up against the door showed that the size was perfect. Ruga clearly agreed.

He helped Ruga lay the skin back down again. He seated himself as Ruga went for the hooks, waiting until the other wolf would need a hand holding it in place again. “Your dens coming along quite nicely” he commented


"Mortis Fatalis"