Times are changing

Puppies had been on Mort's mind a lot lately. His father had forcefully pushed the thought into his mind with his desire for Mortis to ‘spread his genes’ and the winged wolf found it difficult to push it from his mind. Even now, with this moment of grace out from under his fathers watchful eyes.

Had Sirius spoken to Kotori about such things? He was curious and wouldn’t be terribly surprised if his father was still meddling, even now. As he made his way through Valta’s new lands, too keyed up after settling in to sleep, he let his thoughts wander. He walked along the edge of the rapids as the water moved on along without him, wondering about the direction his future would take. So far, nothing seemed to have worked out as expected.


"Mortis""Hika"