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Morning slowly arose from beyond the horizon, shining slightly upon Kirin's face, the vulpine grunted loudly and threw the pillow onto his face, blocking the sun away from his face, it was Saturday, he favorite day to sleep in. However, his cell phone in his pocket rang loudly and was grabbed by Kirin who had flinched at the sound.
"Hello?" Kirin asked sleepily, a loud yawn came from his muzzle.
"Kirin, it's about time you got up." An old but commanding voice came from the phone.
"Ugh, Pepper, can't you can it for at least one day? I want sleep!" Kirin barked and groaned, putting a paw to his forehead and fell back on his bed.
"Well I should let you know that your next job is to search for a venomian battle ship that crashed near the forest. The pay, if you find survivors, salvaging, and the ship of course, will be 20,000 credits to your account…hello?" Pepper asked over the phone, then wincing as he heard a loud yelp of joy on the other side.
"Don't you worry your old wrinkled head, general, I'm on it!" Kirin roared with joy and then turned off his phone, quickly whipping on his coat, pants, and sandals, then he grabbed his blade and whipped it into his sheath on his back, a couple daggers on his sides, and a few smoke grenades in his pockets.
Kirin leapt downstairs and rolled along the floor into a perfect front flip, his parents still had been asleep so he quietly walked out, then loudly ran towards his motorcycle, energy roared from the wheels and hovered along the air just about a foot off the ground. He smiled and looked around the morning wake of the city, people were taking morning walks and opening their stores, he smiled and blared the engines, gripping the handles tightly as the motorcycle zoomed over the beach and towards a small island, where the ship had crashed.
"This is awesome, all I gotta do is find some ship, salvage it, find survivors and get outta there." Kirin thought gloriously, he would finally earn an excellent reward of credits, which he would most likely spend it on games or strippers.
Kirin landed on the shore and leapt off his motorcycle, landing softly onto the sand and darted into the forest blanket; roots the size of trucks shadowed over abysses of bogs below the island, losing footing on a root would mean you'd fall for hours and land in water with corpse matter; Kirin leapt from root to root, swinging and hopping from branch to root, memories from when he returned to corneria from sauria had flashed into his head as he continued down this island.
The small vulpine crawled over silently to a crab, his tail wagging behind him and ready to pounce on his prey, the crab turned to him and flinched as Kirin poked its shell, laughed, then crawled away fast, when he stopped, he let out a loud yelp and cried as he ran with the crab latched to his tail. Two paws came down and picked up the small Kirin and detached the crab from his tail with soft paws, tossing it back into the ocean; Kirin whimpered in pain and snuggled deep into his mother, who softly spoke to him and comforted him.
"It's alright Kirin, here." Krystal softly spoke and gently rubbed his tail, Kirin's whimper slowly stopped and he rested his head on her arm, she smiled softly at her young kit and gently kissed his forehead.
It was a sunny Friday, a day where Krystal and Kirin spent time with each other, mother to son, sometimes they would drive to a hill and eat, watching the stars rise and the sun go down, and sometimes they would come to this island and swim; Kirin smiled and stood, wiped the tears from his muzzle and walked with Krystal, paw in paw.
"Ah good times…good times." Kirin thought as he grabbed a root and hung from it, looking around for the crashed ship, he sniffed the air carefully, hoping to get a scent, and finally his luck rose as he caught the scent of oil and fire, both had made a powerful fume and Kirin now had a lead.
The vulpine continued to swing towards his destination, his adrenaline rose greatly, he had almost forgot about his last rush of excitement when he came to corneria; the day he went to the mall's arcade.
Kirin swung from his parents paws and smiled as they walked, Fox laughed as he whipped his paw up, launching Kirin into the air and onto his shoulder, then gasped for air as Kirin tightly latched to his neck with immediate fear, his face looked like he was filled with terrifying surprise, quickly Krystal detached Kirin from his father's neck and cradled him in her soft arms; she wore a green tank-top and sky blue jeans, Fox wore his normal outfit because he knew the general could call him at anytime at any place; Kirin wore a black tank-top and dark blue jeans with a pair of sandals that matched his mothers.
"Well Fox, you go look for the parts you need for your blaster, and I'll take Kirin over to the arcade, we'll meet back at the car, ok?" Krystal explained softly, smiling as Fox nodded and smiled, Kirin's brow raised up when he heard the word "arcade", he didn't understand what such a place was, until Krystal took a left turn into a massive room, she giggled as she watched Kirin's eyes widen greatly, his gaze examined the whole place, flashing lights, prizes, game machines and rivers of tickets, he licked his muzzle and leapt down from his mothers arms, wondering where to go first.
"We'll Kirin, you won't get much done without these." Krystal said as she knelt down and placed a small bag of tokens in his paw, enough to keep him occupied for hours.
The two together on games, from shooters to racecars, until finally Kirin spotted a stomping game, carefully he read the instructions and looked down at 7 small buttons for his foot to stomp on, minutes had passed by and coin depositing, the young Kirin had all ready earned over 5000 tickets.
"Ah, a game to express my anger upon." Kirin thought happily as he walked towards the front to spend his well-earned tickets.
Prizes lined upon the top and bottom of glass cases, the great prizes laid upon the wall on shelves, Kirin was baffled and confused on what to purchase with the 5000 tickets, then finally his eyes stopped and widened on a game system known as a GX40 with 6 control slots, two slots for memory cards and a spin disc system that could had 5 disc changers, and a remote control to change one disc to another. He had to have it; slowly he looked up at the ticket price, knowing that it would be to much for him to buy, but then a gasp left his breath and his eyes filled with joy as he looked at the price: 5000 tickets. He slammed the tickets into the takers paws and tightly held the game system in his arms, he ran to Krystal and held it up to her, a soft "oooo" left her muzzle and a smile came across it as she picked him and the game system into her arms.
Kirin landed on a large root and looked down at the craft, fire bathed the insides and outsides, he knew that there would be no survivors but salvaging might have still been possible. He flipped on his comm link and turned its channel to the base.
"General, I've found the ship and a couple of engine parts, no survivors though, sending coordinates…now." Kirin explained as several beeps of numbers came from the other side.
"Good work Kirin, the reward has been sent to your account." Peppers voice came from the comm link, Kirin flipped the link off and was ready to leave until something caught his eye in the ship.
His brow rose as he leapt down and advanced towards the hatch, ripping it clean off with the strength he contained; Male cerinians had strength that could smash titanium in half like it was a branch, and female cerinians had intelligence beyond any living being; Kirin peeked inside and crouched down to a hard covered book, covered in black leather, gold lining, silver letters, and soft silk pages.
"What's this thing?" Kirin thought as he stared at the book carefully, his ears perked up as he heard arwing engines roar towards the island, he quickly stuffed the book in his coat and swung back to his motorcycle, riding off towards corneria…with a venomian black magic tome.