Mort,
Lion of Junior Member
Played by Swan

MortRef

He'd been swaggering down a rotting log, his head bobbing to a chattering bird song that had been rolling in the back of his mind for a while, when the scent wafted past his nose. No, this wasn’t the beautiful, the DELIGHTFUL smell of rot, mud and heartache he’d come to know and love. This smelled like…

A PERSON!

Mort stopped, his head whipping around till he found a pair of blazing eyes staring back of him. And across his face swept a lopsided smile, wide, with his overgrown teeth and his lolling tongue.

The boy gave a low grunt of greeting, and before the other male could object, he was splashing back into the mud and skipping his way towards his brand-new friend.

What was a pale pelt like that doing out here? Was he here to paint himself in the GLORIOUS mud!

@Drakon


'Cause lately I've been craving more