Knight Captain Jona Falx strapped his small sub-machine gun to the back of his snugly fitting Verian uniform as he stepped out of the comfort of the Verian Protection Embassy and onto familiar Cerinian soil. As was his custom and duty every other week, he traveled the insane, but less than time-consuming distance from Veris Alpha to their heavily influenced state planet Cerinia to check on his designated family.
The Verian Kingdom and Cerinia’s top tribal leaders established this custom back when the dragonoid people first discovered the telepathic race of various blue furred canids and felids hundreds of years ago. Since Cerinia was still a land sprawling with conflict and brutal tribal warfare years before the Verians made their appearance, …show more content…
Jona folded his large pointy ears back behind his rather large head spikes and glanced at the floor.
“Well, because of this increasing conflict with Corneria, King Xiphos and the majority of the Verian Kingdom agreed on having us retract from this planet,” he explained with a heavy heart. “This will be the last time I stop by until they give the approval for us to resume our Guardian duties, if that ever happens.”
“Oh my,” the female Cerinian hybrid gasped slightly. “You Verians have been protecting us for centuries; why is one little conflict with Corneria forcing you to …show more content…
“The Cornerians have done too many terrible things, and they refuse to remove the officials that supported the impulsive war with humanity. They’ve disgraced their kind with their revenge mentality and actions, something I personally have zero tolerance for, and for whatever reason they’re taking out their already heightened aggression on our kind. We don’t want another war, so we’re trying to oblige with the Cornerians’ demands in peace talks, and… unfortunately… one of the terms we had to agree with was the immediate extraction of Verian Protectors.”
The Cerinian fox growled slightly and placed his paw on the taller dragon’s shoulder. “I’m truly sorry Cypher. I know how important this job is to you.”
“It’s the one thing I love to do in uniform,” Jona added sadly. “It is quite a shame that I have to leave you and your family behind.”
“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself,” the fox chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. “We’ll be right here waiting for you once you can come back to service, if that can happen. We’ll miss you very much, but we’ll be able to care for ourselves.”
“That’s good to hear,” Jona said with a forced
The Verian Kingdom and Cerinia’s top tribal leaders established this custom back when the dragonoid people first discovered the telepathic race of various blue furred canids and felids hundreds of years ago. Since Cerinia was still a land sprawling with conflict and brutal tribal warfare years before the Verians made their appearance, …show more content…
Jona folded his large pointy ears back behind his rather large head spikes and glanced at the floor.
“Well, because of this increasing conflict with Corneria, King Xiphos and the majority of the Verian Kingdom agreed on having us retract from this planet,” he explained with a heavy heart. “This will be the last time I stop by until they give the approval for us to resume our Guardian duties, if that ever happens.”
“Oh my,” the female Cerinian hybrid gasped slightly. “You Verians have been protecting us for centuries; why is one little conflict with Corneria forcing you to …show more content…
“The Cornerians have done too many terrible things, and they refuse to remove the officials that supported the impulsive war with humanity. They’ve disgraced their kind with their revenge mentality and actions, something I personally have zero tolerance for, and for whatever reason they’re taking out their already heightened aggression on our kind. We don’t want another war, so we’re trying to oblige with the Cornerians’ demands in peace talks, and… unfortunately… one of the terms we had to agree with was the immediate extraction of Verian Protectors.”
The Cerinian fox growled slightly and placed his paw on the taller dragon’s shoulder. “I’m truly sorry Cypher. I know how important this job is to you.”
“It’s the one thing I love to do in uniform,” Jona added sadly. “It is quite a shame that I have to leave you and your family behind.”
“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself,” the fox chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. “We’ll be right here waiting for you once you can come back to service, if that can happen. We’ll miss you very much, but we’ll be able to care for ourselves.”
“That’s good to hear,” Jona said with a forced