This is a little short story that I thought up one night. Not much to it, just a few scenes. I wrote this for one of my good friends,  timid-wolf

He's a great person, and one you should definitely check out. His pics are amazing, and are some of the most detailed pics you'll ever find.

So without further ado, here ya go. Hope you enjoy the read.

Kayko belongs to  timid-wolf




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~Friends Forever~


The city was alive as cars hummed around and thousands of furs went about their daily lives. It was like clockwork, as everyone made their way through the streets and sidewalks from their current location to their destination. Most didn’t even realize that they were stopping at red-lights, or waiting for the white walking symbol to cross the street as they went about their day; their eyes glued to their phones or the paper the entire time. Everything seemed normal until a slight thumping could be felt through the ground below.

But there were no sirens, or emergency vehicles. No calls for help, or even screams of panic as the thumping grew even more intense. The furs just seemed to move over to the side of the road when a great shadow fell over them, most not even stopping with their daily routines as they continued to walk, talk and text. A few did stop in their tracks though, much to the annoyance of the locals, who were mostly tourists. They just weren’t accustomed to seeing a giant grey dragon-wolf hybrid walking through the streets of a city.

That is, they weren’t used to seeing a macro walking along the streets peacefully. Most giants were mindless beasts, which would rather destroy or eat those that were smaller than them, but not this one. This one was different, a unicorn if you will, that chose to protect those around him rather than destroy. Of course this macro had a name. Kayko is what the locals called him, some even going as far as calling him Savior; but Kayko preferred the first.

The city tried their best to pay him back, fashioning him a loincloth out of leather for his modesty, which was all Kayko would accept from them even though they tried to give him more. He just really liked to be around the littles, watching as he seemed to brighten everyone’s day. At first many were scared to interact with the macro, but after he displayed his gentle touch and carefulness when holding various people, everyone seemed to want a turn. While Kayko enjoyed the attention, unfortunately most just wanted to be held by macro only once, making it more of a novelty before moving along.

But there was one. One little by the name of Sam, a snow leopard, who kept coming back to Kayko day after day after day. At first Kayko would just pick him up like all the others, ask them about their day, and then set them down before repeating with another. But soon the pair started to talk, and soon after Kayko made his first and only friend. Sure everyone in the city would call Kayko their friend, but Sam was different. This little was someone Kayko could talk to, and a little who would listen in return. Sam was always first to ask Kayko about his day, and no matter what the story, was always interested in what the macro had to say in return.

Sam was now the reason Kayko liked going back to the city. The little snow leopard always put a smile on the macros face, one even forming now as the macro stepped up to the building Sam was in. Down below, each building now had a designated pad for Kayko to stand on that could support his weight. It was basically a concrete slab with red hashes all the way across and the word, “Warning,” painted all the way around. Some of the locals would walk across them, but once the thuds could be felt through the ground they were always kept clear. The sides of the building were even retrofitted with special sliding windows that Kayko could open from the outside. There was also a balcony outside of these windows so anyone could talk to Kayko or vice versa. When Kayko opened the window to Sam’s room his smile quickly faded when he noticed all the tubes and wires sticking out of his friend.

Sam was the first to notice Kayko when his room suddenly went dark. A smile crept upon his face when he saw those massive eyes looking back at him. Once Kayko opened the window from the outside, Sam was the first to speak, as always.

“Hey buddy, how’s it going?”

“I’m good. How are you holding up?” Kayko asked, “Are you feeling any better?” He hated seeing his friend like this, hated looking at those yellowing eyes looking back at him, and hated how he had to run Sam literally to the hospital when he just collapsed one day in his palm.

“Yeah, totally, thanks buddy. I can’t wait to get out of this bed. It’s so uncomfortable. I’d rather sleep in your hand,” he chuckled. “I mean it. These sheets are like paper thin, and no matter what position this pillow is in, or how hard I bang it against the wall, I can never get it right for me.”

Kayko chuckled a bit, and noticed the doctor enter the room. He watched the fox intently as he scribbled a few things down in the clip-board at the end of the bed, then was actually a bit surprised to see the fox walk over to the window.

“Can we speak Mr. Kayko?” the fox asked, stepping out onto the balcony, causing Kayko to lean back a bit.

“Uh sure,” Kayko replied before raising his palm up to the window.

The little fox stepped on and then motioned for Kayko to turn around and close the window so that they could be a little more private when they spoke.

“So how long until Sam can leave?”

“Well that’s the thing. Sam doesn’t have any family here and listed you as his contact. There wasn’t a number as you can imagine, so I’m glad you came today when you did. I’m…” the fox started, a little unsure about giving Kayko the news while he was in the macro’s palm. “I’m sorry, but Sam’s not going to make it.”

Kayko was lost in a stunned silence, just staring at the doctor for a while before breaking the stillness. “But, I don’t… What do you mean? He’s fine. He said he was fine. I don’t understand.”

“It’s his liver. It shut down, and that’s what’s causing the yellowing of his eyes and skin. He’s being poisoned without it.”

“But surly a transplant, or something. There’s gotta be something you can do.”

“We have him on the transplant list, but there’s no match yet.”

Kayko could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He had to grit his teeth to stop himself from breaking down right there. “How long. How long does he have?”

“He only has a few hours left,” the fox sighed.

“A few hours,” Kayko gasped. “Wha… I don’t…”

“Be here with him.”

“Would he… Would I be able to take him anywhere tonight?”

“I’m afraid not. If a liver did show up we need him here to do the surgery immediately,” the fox informed. “And I hope one does. I don’t want that bed to be the last place he lies. Be with him Kayko. Everyone in this city knows you two are close. Kind of hard to miss when you’re as tall as you. Make sure he knows he’s not alone.”

Kayko nodded his head, calming himself down so Sam wouldn’t see the fear and pain in his eyes. He opened the window and set the doctor back down, waiting for the fox to leave before turning back to Sam.

“I wanna go.”

“Go where Sam?”

“To that place you always talk about. You know, the mountain on the outskirts of the city where you sit and watch the sunset. Corellia’s Peak. You’re always asking me to go with you even though we can see the sunset from here, but now I wanna go with you. It’ll be fun, like camping out or something.”

“Sure Sam. I’ll take you to the mountain, but not tonight. You need your rest first before we go camping.”

“Aww, I’m never gonna get that here,” Sam chuckled. “These sheets are way too cold for that,” he added, pulling up the covers.

Kayko slowly reached into the room placing his hand over his friend’s entire bed.

“You’re such a big softy you know that?” Sam grinned before getting comfortable under Kayko’s palm. The palm alone covered the entire single-sized bed, and boy was it comfy, and warm. Sam placed his own hand atop Kayko’s finger, gently stroking it as he looked over at the macros big eyes staring back at him. “You know, I never thanked you.”

“For what?” Kayko asked, a bit puzzled at the question.

“For giving me the chance to talk to you all those many years ago. You didn’t have to, being who you are. You could have easily ignored me and moved along, but you didn’t, and I never thanked you for that.”

“Trust me Sam, that’s nothing you need to thank me for. In fact, as stupid and cliché as it sounds, I probably should have thanked you. You know, when I first came to this city, most people just wanted to see me and that was it. But not you. You kept coming back again and again.”

“Well, you seemed lonely with all that attention,” Sam laughed, placing his other hand atop Kayko’s finger and drumming his hands along. “So… What did the doctor have to say?”

Kayko felt a pit form in his stomach. He didn’t know what to do or say to a question like that. Did he tell same the truth? That he probably wouldn’t make it in a few hours, or did he lie? “Doctor says you’re gonna be out tomorrow hopefully, maybe another day or two at most.”

“Good, you’re hand over my bed is the warmest I’ve felt in days. I tell ya, this place will be the death of me,” Sam chuckled before letting out a deep yawn. “Well… It’s getting late Kay. Maybe you should head home. Don’t need you falling asleep in the streets and clogging up traffic tomorrow morning.”

“It’s ok Sam, I’ll wait till you go to sleep then I’ll head home. I promise not to block traffic,” he replied, gently rubbing his friend. “Get some rest. You’ve got a busy day tomorrow. You’ll love the mountains though. They’re pretty cool.”

“Why you gotta be so persuasive,” Sam yawned again. “Anyway… Good night Kay, thanks for staying up with me.”

“Night Sam, pleasant dreams,” Kayko replied, gently rubbing his hand again.

It didn’t take long for Sam to fall asleep. Especially with that comfy paw over him. But for Kayko it was a different story. With each passing minute he grew more anxious waiting. Waiting for the doctor to burst through the doors with good news. There just had to be another, there just had to. He never moved his hand though. He’d keep it right over Sam the entire night if he had to.

And that’s how he felt it. A couple quick gasps for air and then nothing. “Sam… Sam,” Kayko spoke, shaking his hand a bit to wake his friend, but he got no response. “Doctor, help… HELP!” Kayko shouted, waking the entire city block but not caring. Quickly, a few doctors raced into the room, pushing Kayko’s hand aside. Kayko slumped down to his knees, his back against the building as a light drizzle began to break the sky. Tears were running down his cheeks as he sat there. He could hear the words, “Crash cart,” and, “Surgery,” as he hoped for the best.

As he closed his eyes, Kayko brought his hands together, praying, “Please… Please God. Please don’t take my friend. Please,” he cried into his hands.

A few days later Kayko was still at the hospital, waiting. Waiting for his friend to be released from that prison of sorts. When the window above his head opened, Kayko was up in a flash, eagerly waiting as Sam’s primary doctor, the fox, stepped out. “Sam’s ready Mr. Kayko. I’ll go get him for you,” he said before stepping back into the hospital from the balcony. A few seconds later the fox returned with Sam, before placing him on Kayko’s palm. “You’re a good friend Mr. Kayko,” the fox said before returning back into the hospital.

“Ready Sam? Let’s go,” Kayko spoke, before cupping his hand slightly for protection and walking away from the hospital and towards the mountains. “We gotta move fast to catch the sunset. I already know the perfect spot,” he added, stepping his way through the traffic.

“You know, I don’t know if I’ve ever given you a lift like this through the city, or to anyone as a matter of fact. Probably pretty cool for someone of your size. Getting to ride around in style. Macro taxi style that is,” he chuckled.

Kayko waited like all the other cars for stop lights and such as he made his way out of the city. It was just a courtesy for the smaller folk. He didn’t want to be stepping over anyone while they were driving underneath him and potentially cause an accident, or scare pedestrians if he was walking over them as they crossed the streets.

“Do you remember that car that almost hit you? I was so pissed off at that driver, and when I picked up the car with one hand I think the driver pissed himself,” he laughed. “And when I set him back down he drove like a little old lady. Probably still does,” he smiled, looking down at Sam.

“Oh my god, and remember the Halloween party at the arena. They said I was gonna raise the roof at that party. And I thought they meant literally… I honestly thought the roof was hinged somehow, and I tore it off instead,” he laughed from the gut, “Oh the look on my face after that, and everyone else’s as I set the roof back down atop the arena. Oh boy did I get a scolding from the Mayor for that one.”

“And the Mayor. I almost forgot that one. Haha, do you remember that one time with the Mayor. He was giving me some award or key to the city thing from the top of one of those balconies and I sneezed on accident. I literally blew him right back into the building on live television. Oh, that was a good one. Although, I don’t think the Mayor likes me very much anymore. At least the rest of the people do,” he added.

Kayko had finally reached the forest at the foot of the mountains. The sun was setting fast and he needed to make it to his spot quickly if they were gonna see it. Luckily from having gone to the mountains several times before, Kayko had his very own path through the trees that led straight to Corellia’s Peak, the spot he was taking Sam.

In no time at all, Kayko was finally at his spot and the sun had just begun to touch the horizon. After sitting down and getting comfortable with his back against the cliff of Corellia’s Peak, he finally uncurled the fingers of his hand so Sam could see.

“There it is Sam. You see. It’s the sunset I promised to show you. Isn’t it beautiful?” he asked as he looked down and gently tipped a vase over spilling its contents, a very small bit of dust onto his palm, the vision of his friend’s smiling face staring back up at him.

Tears began to coat his cheeks. “See, I promised we’d see it together,” he cried through clenched teeth. And as the last rays of light left Kayko’s face, his eyes slowly closing in pain. A gentle breeze carried his friend away.



~The End~