The Kid I Used To Know

With the responsibility of a pack now resting on his shoulders, the young man had decided to set out and get a better feel for the lands of Boreas. Enki cannot remember the last time he had done this, just set off on his own with no other intention than to explore. With the help of Tazzy and Insomnia, the pink male has found himself once more and he is eternally grateful for that. A dark sanded beach calls to him today, pulling him toward it with the allure of knowledge and the unknown.

The sun is slowly climbing toward its zenith, its warm rays fighting against the cold that tries to seep into the day from winter’s approach. Pale paws finally touch the dark sands that coat this stretch of coast and he marvels at the way the granules seem to absorb all the sunlight that touches them as if the ocean itself is now black and endless. Bright blue eyes scan the area as he goes, watching the way the waves roll in to spill their frothy heads across the abyss-like sand.

It is nearing midday when he spies a gigantic white form standing against the dark backdrop and he slows as he takes them in. It a huge polar bear, still young by their species standards, ambling slowly along as they search for… something. Blue paint adorns their white fur and Enki finds himself suddenly curious to find out if they can talk. With a soft ‘woof’ of alert, he pads slowly toward them, keeping his stance open and relaxed as he crosses the space between them.

The granules of this sand feel different from the golden beaches he has walked across in his life and he makes a mental note of that fact while offering them a friendly smile as he goes. Gently he says, “Uh… hello there.” If the polar bear turns hostile, Enki will defend himself but, for now, he takes a risk and attempts to talk with them.


"Enki Klein"