Don’t kill my vibe

Korona laughed, a soft rumble that vibrated through her chest and out into the air. “Oh Ly!” She began, her tone teasing but affectionate. “We gotta make the most of the day!”

She watched her sister's sleepy confusion with a mix of amusement and excitement.

“Spar!” She said, her voice a soft bark. “Getcha teeth and claws out!”

Korona sat back on her haunches, giving Lyra some space. She was loud and riotous, but she was attentive to her siblings when she wasn’t covering them in bites. She tilted her head, waiting patiently for Lyra's response or action, her eyes sparkling with playful anticipation as she could barely hold still.

THE KRAKEN