The World Is Crashing Down Around Our Ears

Red paws pull Keahi up alongside the tall slate blue form of Mercury, her voice calling out to him uncertainly.  The fact that he did not register that she had called his name or that she was approaching him has worry bubbling up in her chest. He turns red-rimmed eyes to her and says her name but almost as if he isn’t sure she is real. A warm, troubled smile appears on her red lips as she nods her head, choking down the sob that threatens to break through.

Once she trusts her voice, Keahi softly says, “Oh, Mercury. It is time to stop. You need to rest and I need to look at your paws. Are you hungry?” Ocean blue eyes leap over his form, taking stock of any injuries he may have and the tight lines of worry and exhaustion that chord every muscle in his body. He looks so weak and, if it comes to it, the red woman is confident she can take him down and force him to rest.


"Keahi Mogotsi"