Just one bite

The moment Kea heard about his sister's incident with the armour he was enwrapped. He knew about swords of course, he had seen Ember strapped to his fathers back. His eyes filled with images of his own shiny, named sword. Perhaps, if he could just prove his ability to hold one… his father would gift him a sword, and he could strap it to his own back and patrol the castle like a knight.

If he’d stopped to give it even two seconds of thoughts, he would have realised it was a bad decision. One that would lead him into trouble. But he was caught up in the moment. The shiny idea that if he could just touch one, everything would make sense.

He was almost to the armoury when his father walked around the corner, and the pup froze. Still as a statue, staring at his father. He wasn’t even there yet, but he looked every bit like a child with a hand in the cookie jar.


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