It was as if the whole world had collapsed in on itself, leaving only Kohaku and herself there. Kiara could see nothing else, hear nothing else, smell nothing else. Her heart seemed to burst with relief and shock as she rounded the corner and spotted his clear frame. He had grown so much since she last saw him. Kohaku was almost as big as her, although his body was long and lanky due to his youth. There was an evident mane on the back of his neck, an extra padding of fur that showed off his southern blood. Yet, he showed signs of having Kiara's broad neck and shoulders, perfect for sprinting and stamina. He was beautiful.
The snowy mother didn't hear Sky's warning, nor did she follow Sky's lead. For a moment, Kiara stood frozen as she forgot herself. For months, Kiara had believed that her son was dead, and even after learning of his kidnapping some part of her still couldn't believe it. Seeing him was an eye opener, but seeing what he was doing was even worse. Without hesitation or remorse, Kohaku actually began to attack Jiva. He followed the golden dog's command and seemed like he was happy to do it.
Without any more hesitation, Kiara surged forward, aiming directly for Kohaku. She would drag him home if she had too.
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