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Kotori had arrived fashionably late.  The earthen-hued horned wolf had been growing both in his belief of the high station of one bearing the Fatalis name and in the confidence in his own abilities.  A few months ago he would have come to train, have fun, and compete.  Now as he strode on the scene it was as a prince should appear.  His shoulders were straight, head high, and his best regal demeanor.  The young prince didn’t know faces with ranks and would do his best to learn them.

He spotted two of his sisters and gave each one a quick nod of greeting but he could talk with them at any point.  One wolf did catch his attention, the wolf had grown since they’d last met but there was no doubt who it was.  Forget the coat coloration giving it away, it was right there in those eyes. Kotori had thought to go say hello when the wolf who was apparently in charge of things spoke up to set how things would work.

Kotori considered the girl deciding if she was one of the leaders, one of the Klein family, or someone else hosting this to try and move up to higher stations.  Her pets were an odd choice.  Kotori grinned, glancing towards Splash his tiger but more accurately to the mongoose riding on the tiger’s head, “Hey, Fang.  She’s wearing your favorite bit of sport.”  There was no doubt the mongoose was sitting up tall on Splashes head now, watching the snake curiously.  He was an odd mongoose, for he now glowed along his midsection, a hard shell protecting him, a result of the firefly fellows' visit.

"Kotori Fatalis"