Another Morning, Another Day Gone By

The sun’s rays cut across the sky, painting the heavens with magnificent colors. The bite of winter has settled over the land and, despite the cloudless sky, it promises to be a cold day. Kore picks his way down toward the water, taking it slowly as the grogginess of sleep still tugs at his mind. A yawn erupts from his mouth and he blinks sleepily at the path before him, wondering if this is such a good idea. Kal had raced down this way the moment he had awoken and the galaxy-hued boy had begrudgingly left the warmth of his bed to follow his accident prone brother. The river bank comes into view and he spies the familiar form of his uncle. A smile pulls his lips up as the pup makes his way toward Álarr, giving a short bark of greeting. Once he is close enough, Kore says, “Morning uncle. What brings you here so early?” Another yawn pulls his mouth apart and the pup gives his uncle a sheepish grin once it has passed.

"Kore Regni"