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[ kore ]



Kore

Loner

Master Fighter (245)

Expert Intellectual (165)

An icon representing the specialty Unarmed Unarmed

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
13
size
Large
build
Light
posts
95
player
Hermes

Critical Fail!Ooh La La
08-06-2022, 07:21 PM

Strange, foreign words fall from the beautiful creature’s lips and, while they are yelled, Kore cannot help but immediately fall in love with the accent that laces them. The female yips and flails her head which has his dark brows furrowing in worry and confusion. What is ailing her? How is he supposed to help? The concern that had colored his light blue eyes turns into full-blown alarm the longer she struggles and makes noises. Anxiety creeps along his nerves, making the slightly taller wolf shift his weight from side to side in uncertainty. He hates the hopeless feeling that raises in his chest, drowning out all logical and rational thinking.

Without realizing it, the boy painted with galaxies makes soft, gentle, comforting noises to try and still the struggling lady, hoping that she will be able tell him how to help. Finally, the exhausted woman looks to him and speaks more unknown words and a frown to tugs his lips downward. Maybe she doesn’t speak the same language? But then the pretty lady is gesturing to her long limb that is stuck and brokenly telling him as much. Heat flares along his cheeks as Kore turns his gaze to the trapped limb, again mentally kicking himself for not noticing earlier. She seems ashamed, the way she jerks her head away speaking of embarrassment.

A small smile tugs his dark lips upwards as she admits the problem and Kore takes a step forward, moving toward the trapped limb. Gently, he says, “It’s okay, pretty lady. I have gotten my paw trapped a few times. I can help you get it free.” Stepping up beside her, his eyes fall once more to the earth while he folds his haunches to sit. Lifting one of his front paws in preparation to help, the boy suddenly hesitates and casts his gaze back to the lady’s face. Offering her a small, reassuring smile, he says, “My name is Kore. I promise I will try my best not to hurt you. If you feel any pain, please tell me.”

With that done, he looks back to the trapped paw and gently maneuvers his own paw down to her petite ankle. Slowly, carefully, he manipulates the joint, keeping vigilant to avoid causing her pain. With time and effort, the paw eventually slides free.


"Kore Regni"