Don’t kill my vibe

Talk about a rude awakening! Heavy paws, much larger than her own, would smack her awake. Korona would not get a better greeting than the growl Lyra gave. Her little heart was thumping. Kor was already in place before she could give a nip of correction.

Spar? The young girl was confused. She wasn't even fully awake yet, her paw rubbing her eyes. If Lyra were older, she would've been expecting to fall victim to the other girl's impulsive behavior. However, she wasn't. She didn't know what to expect.

"What do you mean sissy?" she would softly ask. Her eyelids fighting to stay open.




"Speech!"