Second day of Keith Gen-Uary! Yay!

Kosmo

BOOM!

The blue explosion stretched a couple of feet wide, and the force pushed Keith and Krolia back a little.

"What's that?" Keith asked, looking up at Krolia.

She studied the crash from afar, "I don't know." Keith looked back at where the blue explosion came from. There was nothing but a white mist now. He saw something pass in his vision. When he looked, a large Abyss creature was scuttling towards the source. He didn't get a good look at it, but it was definitely a predator.

"Let's go find out," Keith said, using his jetpack to push forward. Krolia followed close by. It took long minutes of running and flying to get to the swirl of white mist. Blueish-white specks dotted the sky. Keith crouched low, walking up behind one of the bushes. He took his blade in his hand, immediately it formed into a sword. Krolia was right behind him, gun at the ready.

Keith pushed the large leaves aside and saw ugly Abyss creatures scattered around. They had four orange eyes, their pincers were raised at the ready. They were cornering one of the most amazing animals Keith has ever seen. It was blue. It looked like a wolf pup. Looking around at its predators. "We have to help it. Come on."

Without another word, Keith jumped up from his hiding place and slashed at a nearby creature. It scuttled back in alarm. He heard the lasers of Krolia's gun as she tried to get a direct hit. Despite its attackers, they still tried to get closer to the wolf. Keith blocked it's path, hacking with his sword. He cut off one of it's grotesque looking pincers. It squealed and turned its attention on Keith. It's beady orange eyes scanning him warily. Keith twisted his sword in challenge. The creature came down on him, unhinging its jaw.

Keith slashed up with his sword, impaling it deep into the creatures' head. He slashed with his sword again, getting rid of its legs. He felt someone's eyes on him. Or something. It followed him as he finished off the creature. With one last shot at the other one, Krolia pocketed her gun.

"Do you know this creature?" Krolia asked, hand on her hip. Keith finally turned from glaring at the beast and turned his attention to the wolf. It was looking at him with black and orange eyes. It kept his gaze.

Keith shook his head in response, "No." He kneeled in front of the wolf and raised his hand cautiously. The wolf sniffed at his hand and leaned into the touch. Keith chuckled, "We saved your life, don't waste it." Keith got off the ground and looked at Krolia. "We gotta find proper shelter. I'm sure this little guy will be fine."

Krolia nodded her head and Keith followed her out of the crater. He smiled back at the wolf and climbed past the rocks, using his jetpack for the extra flight. He accepted Krolia's hand as they got up another rock but nearly tripped as he heard a strange, sharp whoosh of wind nearby. Instinctively, Krolia grabbed onto Keith's shoulder and pulled him up. Keith's heart was racing from the shock.

"Are you alright?" Krolia asked as she kneeled next to him. Keith nodded his head, taking a deep breath to steady his breathing.

"Yeah," He replied. "I'm fine." He scanned his surroundings and then looked back at Krolia. "D-Did you hear that? That sound?"

Krolia's eyes widened a little, "You heard it too?"

Keith studied their surroundings but saw nothing that could've made that noise. It couldn't be one of those flashes either because he didn't see a flashback. Or something from the future. Flashforward? Nevermind. Keith pushed himself up and brought out his blade. At Krolia's confused gaze, Keith shrugged and said, "Just in case."

XXX

They found a strange curved cave that seemed safe enough for the night. They sat down for a while and one of the flashes started up again. Just a memory back to when Keith was a kid. Meeting Shiro for the first time. Krolia had turned to Keith with a confused gaze and asked, "Who was that?"

Keith smiled, the warm memories of his brother resurfacing. "That was Shiro. He... He was like a brother to me." He smiled at Krolia and continued. "Still is."

Now, Keith was out on the forest of the whale, gathering wood for a fire. He jumped as he heard the whoosh of wind again. He looked around, sword drawn. There was nothing in his line of sight. He jumped forward as something nipped at the scabbard on his belt. He spun around, ready to hack whatever was there until…

His scabbard was gone. Now it was in the little wolf's mouth. It stared up at him with it's black and orange eyes, softly chewing on the scabbard.

"Hey! Give that back," Keith shrunk the sword back and pointed down at the ground in demand. The wolf's eyes jumped to the sword's action. Dropping the scabbard, it hopped forward toward his dagger. Keith held it out of reach. "Nuh-uh! You'll hurt yourself."

The wolf whined but Keith picked up the scabbard and stuck it back to his belt. Sheathing his blade, he turned back to the wolf. It was trying for puppy eyes. Darting to look at the blade than at Keith. Keith, in return, shooed it off. "No, go. Be free."

The wolf didn't move. Cocking its head slightly to the side in confusion. Its tongue was slightly hanging from its mouth.

Keith moaned, trying to deny it was cute. "Go on. Have fun." He turned around and picked up the wood in his hands. He heard the puppy's sad whine behind him, sending a cold chill down Keith's back. He pouted at the creature. Its eyes were shining like the blue specks around that crater. It was so cute! No. No. It was not cute. Keith will not fall for the thing's tricks. He looked down at the logs in his hands and noticed a rather thin one on top of the pile. He shuffled the logs in his hands and picked up the stick. The wolf seemed to get excited.

"You want this, boy?" Keith asked. The wolf looked a bit confused, cocking his head to the side again. All excitement gone. Keith threw the stick. But the wolf didn't move. "Go get it." No movement. Keith lowered the logs to the ground and kneeled before the wolf. "Go ahead. Get it."

The wolf looked from the stick to Keith and back again. It made a confused whine.

Keith huffed and picked up his stash again. He walked off. At the sound of a snapping twig behind him, he looked back to see the wolf standing there. What caught his interests was it's paw, hovering above the ground. He could hear Krolia behind a couple of the trees already, he can just ignore the wolf but he couldn't move.

Keith put the logs down for almost the third or fourth time that trip. He kneeled down and reached out. "You okay there, buddy?"

The wolf whined and limped forward a bit. It sat down and Keith carefully took the wolf's paw in his hand. He studied the fur and was surprised at how soft it felt. He turned a paw a bit and heard the wolf squeak in protest. "It's okay. It's okay." He turned his paw a little slower and noticed a thorn in its metacarpal pad. "Got yourself hurt again, huh?" The wolf whined in response.

Keith sat down. Cross-legged in front of the wolf, he slowly pulled the thorn from its paw. When he finally got it out, he flung it to the side. He smiled down at the wolf and patted its head. "There. Better?" The wolf hesitantly put its paw to the ground and pushed himself up. It chunked a bit in discomfort but licked Keith's hand in thanks. Keith regretted taking his gloves off. In seconds, his hand was covered in wolf drool. "Good to know."

Keith got up and gathered the wood again. He heard the wolf following close behind. He sighed as he watched the wolf march by his side. "Fine. You can stay with me." Great. The wolf already imprinted on him. Keith came back to the campsite to see Krolia waiting anxiously.

"Where were - what is that thing doing here?" She asked at the sight of the wolf.

Keith patted the wolf's head again. Its fur was so soft. "It's not dangerous. Don't worry." He laid the wood in the middle of the campsite. He looked up and noticed what Krolia was busying herself with. "So... we're just gonna eat them now?"

Krolia looked at the dead abyss creatures that harassed the wolf earlier and shrugged, "Revenge?"

Keith still had to get used to the concept of this being his mom and this was really helping. Keith sat down on one of the nearby rocks, the wolf following after him. As Krolia tried to build a fire, Keith's hand automatically stroked through the wolf's fur. It took a strangely long time for the next flash to hit. This time Keith heard the faint screaming of someone he knew. He didn't know who exactly, but the next thing he saw was a crash and lasers shooting all over the place. Then the vision stopped. That was definitely from the future.

He heard the wolf chunking in confusion as the fire started, back away a little. "It's okay, boy. Come on." Keith nudged the wolf forward a bit as Krolia started to build some weird contraption around the fire. The wolf came a bit closer and sneezed at the fire, turning it's gaze away from the flames.

Turns out the contraption was some sort of cooking gadget. While they were eating, Keith noticed the wolf staring up at him with pleading eyes. He looked down with a smile, "You must be hungry."

Keith held out the piece of meat in his hand, making the wolf draw back a bit. It sniffed the meat a bit before snatching it from his hand. Keith smiled down at the wolf. He wondered if it could speak? And what was its name?