Noctisardor Bypass no context.

pike had thought he wanted to see more emotion out of his mom — just for once, damnit. but the moment he did, the moment he felt immensely guilty. maybe he should’ve stayed quiet... but oh, he couldn’t have let his fathers legacy die so abruptly. 

pulled into an embrace, pike quickly accepted the physical touch. he buried his muzzle into the fur of arbiters neck and shoulder, right where they met, and he squeezed his own eyes shut. damn. 

after silence had seemed to settle over them, pike broke it again. i’m sorry, mom, he muttered through her thick fur. 

for pike, a month had passed. while it still hurt — it always would — still made the back of his throat burn, he was beginning to push forward. perhaps for treason that period would have to begin now. he hadn’t thought that far ahead, he supposed.