not quite flying

He felt… guilty. Mostly guilty, especially when it came to Halo. The pervasive feeling that he really had let her down… yeah, it colored basically every interaction he’d had with the healer in the last few months. Though she reassured him that she wasn’t upset, Dread was always going to be harder on himself than anything else. Now that she had the pups, at least he had an excuse to come visit again. There were so many of them, and only two parents… it takes a village, right?

Through that, he’d been roped into helping. It wasn’t so bad, actually. Something to do. As Halo directed him to pull together a leaf pile, he was more curious than anything. A leaf pile and a platform to jump off of, that seemed… elaborate. Still, his curiosity had been piqued. “Do you mind if I stay, too?” Dread asked quietly, hovering somewhere beside Halo. The pale healer offered him a smile, a fond look. “You’re welcome to, it’s actually going to be a lesson.” Her tone was confidential, and Dread couldn’t help but smile.

"Dread Fatalis"