Little miracles

Ignita’s voice when it sounded out, made her surprise evident. She hadn’t been expecting a caller so soon. Certainly he wouldn’t have disturbed the new mother if it hadn’t been urgent. He and Hika stepped into the den, the little girl still wrapped up in his arms, her eyes visible underneath the pillow covers.

“Ignita, I have quite a big ask.” He said, voice apologetic as he stepped closer, kneeling before her so she could see the girl, and unwrapping her a little. Her Fatalis markings and little wings made her origin very clear. Even through… it wasn’t. “She’s hungry…” His voice was a soft plea, a need.


"Mortis Fatalis"