More than Just the Gloomies

“Next time, waltz through the door like you own the place” Mortis teased his son lightly. He couldn’t believe how quickly they had grown. They didn’t have much growing left to do amongst themselves now. Soon, they’d be on their own paths. Already, they were starting lives of their own. He missed those first few months. Sleeping in a circle with Halo, the tiny puppies between them. The warm hearth at their backs, and the scent of herbs around them. It was the first time Mortis had truly found peace in his life. The first time he believed the person he loved wouldn’t abandon him. All throughout his childhood. First Malaila, then Hanako, and Hika. Halo was the one, but watching her walk away had unearthed a lot of his old fears.

“I’m glad you boys are enjoying it… who’s the new guy, someone you fancy?” He teased, raising a brow at Ollie as he wondered what reaction his words would bring. But Ollie brought the conversation around to serious matters, and the Warlord’s oldest son looked at his boy through old, sad eyes. “I don’t want you to be worried about me, Ollie. I hear you’ve caught Basilisk’s attention with your healing skills” he prompted. Trying to turn the conversation back around to Ollie again. He didn’t want his kids to worry, didn’t want them to see the deep seated fears in his heart. Anyone that Mortis loved, he lost.


Wc: 247
Total: 1088


"Halo" & "Mortis"