Day six has arrived and AHHHH it's Krolia! So, I didn't actually know what to write so, I came up with this.
Krolia
It's been fifteen years. Keith didn't think it would bother him anymore. But he was in the Quantum Abyss, so it could've been one of those flashes. The fire was curling around him. He was running, trying to find the exit. Wood boards would fall, obscuring his vision with black smoke. He coughed at the burning smell. He has been in the building for five minutes, and he couldn't breathe. He coughed, his throat raw from the pressure.
"Poppa!" Keith called out again. There was still no reply. He was calling for his dad for a while now. He was feeling light-headed and his knees kept giving out. "Poppa!" Still no reply.
His legs gave out again and he screeched as his hand got seared by one of the flames. He coughed again, the raw feeling in his throat burning up. "...eith…"
Keith coughed again and pushed himself into a sitting position. "Poppa!?"
"...eith…" the voice was drawing a little closer. Keith pushed himself off the ground and forced his legs to move. "...eith…" It was getting louder the longer Keith walked.
"Poppa!" he called again. The voice replied, more familiar at a closer distance. Keith couldn't tell where the voice was coming from. He yelped as someone swept him up from behind. He fought against the figure until he heard the voice of his father:
"Keith! Keith, it's okay. Calm down, we're gon' get outta here," Keith held tighter around his father's neck, tears welled up in his eyes. He felt them moving, turning back. It was gonna be okay. They were gonna get out. Keith sobbed as he clutched harder onto his father. His dad tried to reassure him as he hurried past the flames.
He felt his father stop and he held tighter. He felt his father kneel down and put him down on his feet. "Poppa?" Keith coughed again and felt his father hug him.
"You're gonna do great things, son," he said into Keith's hair. "You'll meet momma soon, I promise. You'll be okay."
"Pop-?" Keith erupted into a fit of coughs again and his father pulled away. He placed a kiss on Keith's forehead and pushed him out the small hole in the wall. Where the door used to be. Keith fell with a thud in rhythm to glass breaking. Someone grabbed him and got away in time to hear a large explosion behind them. "Poppa?" He coughed again and heard the voice of a woman reply:
"It's alright, you're gonna be fine," she whispered to Keith.
"Keith! Keith, come on!" Keith heard a distant voice cry. He felt a pinch in his shoulder and weakly turned his head to the source of the noise. He faced Krolia, staring down at him in a panic. Keith's eyes were burning and his cheeks were cold from the wind. He noticed the wolf sit nearby, a whimpering low in his throat.
He lurched forward, his arms throwing around Krolia's neck. Another sob escaped his mouth, shaking slightly with tears. He felt Krolia pause before hugging back. "It's okay. It's okay."
He felt the wolf creep forward, pressing his nose against Keith's hand in a comforting gesture. "I-I miss D-Dad," Keith said in a shaky voice.
"Me too," Krolia whispered into his hair. "I miss him too, Keith."
His father's words rung in his head: "You'll meet momma soon, I promise." Before he knows it, she will be pushing him to safety. She will leave him again. He held tighter, crying becoming louder. "D-don't leave me. Please."
"I won't leave you, Keith. Not again," Krolia whispered back.
"Promise?" Keith asked desperately. Voice quivering. "Promise me."
Krolia pushed away from him. Keith broke eye contact, looking down at the wolf. She cupped Keith's face with her hands and brought his gaze back to her. "I won't leave you again, Keith. I promise."
Keith held her gaze for a while before he hugged her again. She held back quicker this time. The wolf whined in concern and hugged Keith with his tail. Keith accepted the comfort, holding onto his mother.