Literature
Kukuri - Who Were They to Say No? -Enam
Koire was heir to an empire, the most beautiful and desired kukuri of them all. And he knew it, too. He had lovely rosetted fur and long moose horns, truly a ku that stood out among all others. Shoura didn’t make things any easier, the way she doted on the princeling. It drove Hakon, Koire’s bodyguard, crazy. Koire would do the stupidest things; like wandering outside the palace grounds, preening his feathers in random parks with numerous security risks, and shopping in the local artisian market for anything that caught his eye. Hakon could go absolutely monumentally crazy! Shoura whispered praise in Koire’s ears, nuzzling under his cheek and batting her lashes at the male. She did so love him. Koire would grin a toothy grin at the dove and nuzzling her back teasingly, whispering sweet words into her ear. Hakon watched from a distance with a tinge of jealousy coloring his vision. He wanted to be in Shoura’s place, receiving sweet words and sweeter little kisses. He marched