Roaming Rogue

The wandering rogue grinned at the pup’s comment on his voice.  “Well, I talk just like the rest of my family do-es” The word ‘does’ had started to come out so naturally when his mind reminded him it should have been past tense.  Only a moment of stalling could easily be brushed aside.  No need to talk to a pup or remind himself of such a harsh thing as death of family.

Kione’s first assumption was brother meant an older brother who was watching over the younger one.  Eventually, the brother should be able to follow the boy's trail and realize where he wandered off to.  The blue pup got another large grin at the mention of not hearing his brother. “With these ears?  I could hear a mute cricket walk’n cross the ground a mile away.”  Sure, it was a tall tale but it was the sort of thing most kids loved to hear.  “If your brother can beat that I’m impressed!”  

Did he want to go exploring with him huh? “Tell ya’ what, how about some real fun for ya.  Ever gone swimming before?  Got some nice size pools here.” Kione looked from the boy back to the pools, “For me, I love soaking and lounging,” then looking back to the kid, “but ya know what my favorite was at your age? Still fun now.  Leaping in and seeing how big of a splash I can make.  Names Kione.”


"Kione"