Just one bite

He practically preened as his father called him his little knight. He had big dreams, and while right now only little paws to fill them, he had every intention of learning as he grew. “Coming!” he promised as he scampered with his father to the armoury door. He did give one last big, sorrowful glance towards the shiny collection before his father closed the doors, cutting off his view.

He let out a soft sigh, before distraction cheered him up almost immediately after. Following after his dad on an adventure as the towering leader brought him towards the training dojo. As they entered, and his dad pulled out some training swords, laying one before Kea. with big eyes, the boy touched a reverent paw to it. “Do you… do you still have your one?” he asked softly as his dad admitted to having his own about Kea’s age. He obediently picked it up in his mouth, and looked up to his dad for the next instruction.


"Speech"