Perfection Is The Color of the Incomplete

Kore watches his sister as she inspects his injured paw, the sympathetic wince she gives when he offers the story has the boy nodding in agreement. Still, he didn’t want Mar to worry too much and he quickly adds, “It’s okay. I’ll live… right doc?” Soft blue eyes sparkle as he looks to Ulmaria, nodding as he is told to sit tight. She is looking over her herbs when suddenly, Ulmaria takes off without a word, leaving her curious brother in her wake. The galaxy-clad pup slides down to his belly, careful to keep the pressure off his injured paw. He lays in a pool of sunlight, basking the warmth while Ulmaria retrieves her herbs.

She isn’t gone long and swiftly the sound of small paws racing through the grass, once more, reach Kore’s ears. The boy sits up as he watches Ulmaria bound up to him with a pair of plants in her mouth. Head tilts as he watches her work, his sister quickly pulls over a ceramic bowl. Kore nods when talks about making a paste and Mar works quickly while he watches in awe at his sister’s skill. Soon a paste rests in the bowl and she instructs him to give her his paw. Dutifully, Kore sticks out his injured paw, marveling at the way she works and her little lemur helper. Finally, the amazed boy says, “Wow Mar. You’re going be a get healer!”


"Kore Regni"