Sharp and pointy

Malico trots next to his mother, happy to be out and having one on one time with her. Truthfully, the pup has been out this way twice now, with both times ending with him taking on predators. However, the boy doesn’t want to let her know that fact since he is still uncertain if he can be out this way by himself. Trailing slightly behind her, the pair make their way to an open area of the Rock Garden and mom turns to face him. Tail swishes lazily in anticipation as his eyes automatically move to her purple lips, ready to catch any words his ears might miss.

Her voice reaches him, dulled by the crystals in his ear canals but still easily understood. Turquoise eyes trail to her paw as he watches her flex her toes and the hidden claws appear. Taking a deep breath, Mal seats himself across from his mother and brings up one of front paws to stare at. Eyes squint as he wiggles the tiny digits, willing the claws hidden within to appear. Sharp black claws spring out as his eyes widen in surprise and glee. Turning his gaze up to his mother, the pup lifts his paw a little more to show her the black obsidian claws he has been gifted with.


"Malico Mendacium"