Perfection Is The Color of the Incomplete

The galaxy clad pup makes his way toward the family dens. Since they were staying near the river, Kore had taken it upon himself to be the ‘life guard’ of his siblings… namely, Kal. As much as he loves the blue fire pup that is his brother, Kalyke has a knack for finding trouble. Usually this means his siblings have to swoop in and help him. Luckily no one has gotten hurt… until now. Giving a small grunt of discomfort, the nebula pelted pup walks toward where he hopes Ulmaria will be. Her skills as a healer have been growing and Kore is proud of how quickly she is improving her skills. Now, he gets to put her skills to the test.

As his right front paw touches the ground, pain flares up through his leg, pulling a wince from the pup. Slowly, the galaxy cloaked boy makes his way toward the den, keeping an eye out for his sister. He spies her sunset coat walking from the den toward a rolled out hide and he moves as swiftly as he can toward his healer sister. As Kore approaches, he says, “Hey Mar, can I borrow your skills?” A light chuckle fills the space after his words, the noticeable limp and smears of blood that mark his path doing nothing to dampen his light-hearted attitude.

Pulling up next to the piece of laid out leather, Kore folds his back legs and plops down onto his butt heavily. Lifting his injured right paw, the nebula hued pup turns it over to reveal the gash that cuts a jagged path through his pad. Fresh blood wells as he holds it out to his sister, a sheepish smile on his lips as he waits to be treated.


"Kore Regni"