Sticks And Stones Make The Best Weapons

His brother bounds over, some strange creature held proudly in his maw. Quirking a brow at his brother’s suggestion, Kore has to bite his tongue to keep from laughing when the turtle pokes its head out and clamps onto Kalyke’s lip. After dislodging the snappy creature, Kal asks questions. Aoede approaches silently, her golden gaze weighing the situation and her brothers. The galaxy pup offers his sister a smile, a fondness growing in his heart for the moon touched girl and their bond with the moon. When he turns his gaze back toward his brother, he finds Kal is thrusting the strange creature toward him. What? Why? Listening with wide eyes, Kore looks down at the slowly moving thing.

Okay. Looks like he is going to be creature sitting instead of weapon. Fun. Placing a paw on the wiggling thing, Kore casts his bright blue eyes over his siblings and sits back on his haunches. Poking his other paw at Kal, the galaxy pup says, “You know, if you bite the stick at an angle, it creates less work for you. Try holding it between your paws while you chew.” Watching for a few more moments, the purple boy nods to himself before looking over to his starry sister.   He offers an encouraging smile and nod. The turtle moves under his paw and Kore gives it a little knock before pointing at a slightly thicker stick and saying, “Those are really good for easing the ache.” With a wink and lift of his lip, Kore then turns his attention to his own pile of sticks.

Scooting a long stick closer to himself, Kore looks to the turtle and then back at the stick. Giving the thing a knock on its shell, causing it to curl inside, the galaxy clad boy quickly picks up the stick and places it in mouth. Using his back legs to keep the turtle crawling in a U shape, the galaxy hued pup starts to chew and naw on his weapon. While he has to stop frequently to reposition the creature, Kore is eventually able to finish his weapon. When he deems himself done, Kore shouts happily, “Look at my stick! Kal, look!” In his eagerness to show off the pointy object, the purple boy swings the stick right toward Kal’s head. Oh dear. Closing his eyes tight in fear, Kore hopes he hasn’t just killed his brother. Maybe pointy sticks are more dangerous than he thought.


Post WC: 411
Total WC: 1613

"Kore Regni"