The family grew again?

Kotori heard Wylans call, taking a moment to consider the howl  It was a young wolf but one he hadn’t met.  Kotori eyed the fish before leaving them.  They’d either be there or become a meal of some thief he could kill later.

Jogging to the border he looked at the wolf and there was no doubt of his Fatalis bloodline.  The marks on his face were a solid sign on its own and the wings just added to it.  He moved to stand in front of the yearling.  “I’m Kotori Fatalis,” he offered in a formal tone, lightening it a bit, “and you are?” Mort had a kid? Then again dad had Mortis and dad certainly didn’t have wings.  He’d know soon enough.


"Kotori Fatalis"