Weary Wanderer, Come With Me

The miles Kore has trekked in the hopes of finding his missing sibling are written into every inch of his frame. Months spent traveling constantly can been seen in the way his fur seems flat and lacks any sort of luster; in his cracked and calloused paw pads, and in weary set of his shoulders. His hope of finding Kalyke have dwindled down to put a flicker of its former self as the small hints of Kal’s presence that he is able to find are always faded and covered with blood. Yet, he cannot give up on Kalyke until he finds him because he refuses to abandon him.

Sadness keeps his head low as he slowly plods along, his body moving as if on autopilot while his gaze is distant and troubled. As the promise of rain makes the air laden with moisture, Kore suddenly stirs from his internal dialogue to stop and cast his gaze around. Yet again, he is in a new land, his paws knowing where to go while his head seem to be shrouded in a fog. Perhaps it is the exhaustion that dulls his senses or maybe it is the fact that his heart is broken for failing Kalyke but, whatever the reason, the man has completely missed the fact that he isn’t alone.

Wide, blue eyes blink in surprise as he spies the tall male, worry flickering across his features as he idly wonders if he has wandered into a trap. Pulling back a few steps, Kore guardedly calls out, “Uh, hello there.” His posture mirrors his voice as he remains ready in case this male wished to attack him. Again, his senses are so dulled from the constant traveling that he does not realize the stranger seems to be peacefully picking some herbs. The galaxy-clad man has always had a difficult time trusting others since, from the moment he was born, it was him and his siblings against the world. So, he remains defensive, ready to attack or flee should the need arise.


"Kore Regni"