Pork Soda

Korona lounged lazily at the edge of the open meadow, her gaze fixed on the horizon as she soaked in the warmth of the afternoon sun. A rare moment for her, serene and peaceful. But after so many spars, the girl was actually running low on energy, ya know?

But suddenly, a blur of fur caught her eye. Korona's ears perked up, and with a playful growl, she rose to her feet, her muscles coiling with excitement. Her fatigue instantly forgotten. “Aye! You wanna go?” Korona called out, her voice laced with challenge. “Come on, I wanna spar! Give it yer best shot!” With that, she launched herself forward, ready for whatever the poor unsuspecting wolf had in store.

THE KRAKEN