Years too late

Another wolf appeared, this one was as unfamiliar to him as the first. He bared his teeth at the both of them. Understanding them for what they were. Obstacles in his way. If they planned to keep him from his mother, he’d go through them. Just the thought of Zee sent a pang through him. Stress, worry, pain. He missed her, he missed her so much. But she was just up ahead, if he could get past these wolves, he’d find her.

The dotted stranger spoke, and Mortis turned to him, seeing him properly for a moment. Through still through a haze. Still seeing a past lost to him. This wolf looked… vaguely familiar. “Where, then?” He growled, not willing to trust them yet, but not willing to let go of any information he might have.


"Mortis""Hika"