Too Hot To Handle

Winter in boreas had been hard on him last year with his short slick coat less capable of handling the cold but right now he was quite happy with his coat for this warmth.  Kione was a fan of swimming and almost daily had time for a dip in water whether it be the ocean or freshwater elsewhere.  He had been sleeping with his belly upwards, legs curled up and close to his side.  Kione was always very active during the day, always happy to do work and happy to play.  So long as it wa action and around others the guy had an absurd amount of stamina.  When it was time to sleep though weather hardly seemed to matter, he could sleep like a rock.

The sound of Chi stirred his mind to awareness and another moment taken for his sleepy brain to decide he really had heard the call and it wasn’t just a dream.  In his dream, he had been with his own and the voices sounded much different.  Rolling over and onto his feet, Kione gave himself a good shake.  Grabbing a pelt he jogged out to where the others had met at the ocean.  The pelt was placed on the sand with a fling.  Kione’s long sinewy legs charged towards the water near where the kids played.

At the first touch of water on his paws, Kione made a partial leap and then a larger one to create a decent size splash in the water with a high-pitched chirping sort of laugh before moving back closer to where kids waded about in play.  

"Kione"