Apples to Oranges

Walk | "Talk" | think

Kotori paused at the description Malachi thought up for him. ‘Mud fur?’  Kotori put his ears back and walked forward with his best-measured stride, tail up high in arrogance. “I’m Kotori Fatalis, prince of the ashen armada pack.” No one could talk down to Kotori!  At least no one other than mom and dad and maybe his older siblings.  Maybe. “Who are you?”  The beginning of the first word came out with the same haughty tone as when claiming his name but it faded fast as curiosity got the better of him.

He wanted to know who the pup was and the pool of water nearby had also caught his eye.  It would make sense the pup was from ashen, considering they were on ashen lands.  Kotori imagined he should try to get on good terms with the pup and then maybe he could get a tour?  ‘Mud fur’ did not help put this to a good start for a friendship.  Kotori hadn’t considered how ‘pink eye’ might be an unwanted descriptive name, after all the pup had a pink eye!  Kotori did not feel his fur was mud-colored.